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Hot BloCK lyrics

Performer Big Cuban

Hot BloCK song lyrics by Big Cuban official

Hot BloCK is a song in English

Violence baby I'm just really out to kill someone
Usually i just get to running up n drill on em
Brother standing right next to his homie made him spill on em
Draco got the whole block hot and it's still drumming
Violence baby im just really out to kill someone
Usually i just get to running up n drill on em
Brotha standing right next to his homie made him spill on em
Draco got the whole block hot and it's still drumming

Pussy got his whole block shot and im still gunning
I could give a fuck about the money but im still stuntin
Boy this ain't a business or a track but he still running
Bullets whizzing past and hit his back now his legs bumming
If i hit him he ain't comin back why y'all still trying
Momma got the news about a week ago she still crying
GDs said they comin for me pussies needa quit lying
Bitch im from the 5 dropping c's n yall still dying
Shoot around the corner see a opp and make his brain splat
Dropping all yo homies and you still can't get yo main back
News gon report it tell you where i make it rain at
KJ had a noogie on his noggin where his brain at
Up until the morn trinna find out where he located
Casket gon be closed at the morgue i got no patients
Body gon be rattled up with bullets that boy won't make it
Hard when he on the keyboard but his hands shaking
Ain't nobody know cause imma pull up when they
Guard down
Best believe they gon get to running when the gun sounds
Shit get accurate i aint gon need more than a 10 round
Seen his body bout 20 foot from where his head found
Sent a message now he pissing blood took out his kidneys
Now he need a transplant but he aint fuckin with me
I be shooting up aint a bobby to this whitney
Took out both his legs now he really rolling 60

Violence baby im just really out to kill someone
Usually i just get to running up n drill on em
Brotha standing right next to his homie made him spill on em
Draco got the whole block hot and it's still drummin

Told him use his brain fore he really can't even think on it
Shit that make a bitch think twice fore he make comments
Make you think its world war 2 the way i dive bomb it
Shit that turn a man into a bitch make him wear bonnets
I don't let my mouth speak bitch i let the stick talk
This that empty a whole fuckin 20 til it click talk
Ion do no pennies but homie i keep a key glock
Words you saying now could have your body in a tight box
Bullets hit a nerve up in yo spine and you can't feel socks
Bitch you aint go do shit cause i'm lining up a headshot
Hop up out the whip n let it rip that's a spint block
Aim it at yo head you hit the splits it make yo head rock
Ripped bout 30 rounds spilt that mother fuckin juice on em
Dame done grabbed that choppa upped the pole and let it loose on em
I don't wear no glasses when i spin and i still spot him
Tiny ass round pulled a deuce and i still shot him
Draco gonna light the whole block like it still christmas
Drum'll give em covid how he cough with a brass illness
Have em at attention like a soldier with the stillness
Trinna charge me with 1st degree the way i straight killed it
I ain't one to aim it at yo feet i do headshots
I could keep the iron but i'm better with a red dot
Body get to burning like you munching on some red hots
Red n blues got it to the floor it i cant get caught
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Braxton Stout
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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