Tha Block Is Hot - Lil Wayne

Wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha 

Straight off the block hoe 
Vest in my hand trustin no man 
Got my glock cocked 
Runnin insane ya understand 
They be screamin look whoa-day 
I swear dem boys crazy 
Holigrove nigga where I was raised in 
They be bussin' heads hoe, runnin duckin feds hoe 
Rocks under they tongues hoe, keys under their bed hoe 
Good for them real soldiers 24-7 hustlers 
Until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckas 
Aint no love for no busta 
No fear for no coward 
No respect for no slut 
And no money without power 
We keep them nggas hotter 
Uhhhh, man sick amd sour 
Pull up in an Eddie Bauer and glock on him every hour 
Some of em' like that powder 
holdin' up with their dreads 
So stiff and some toot it up in their veins 
From the home of the game 
jackin and crackin brains 
Broadcastin' live from the block is Lil' Wayne 

Chorus: 

Juvenile: Wodie you got that ya-yo? 
B.G.: Then cut something for me. 
Juvenile: Wodie you let them k's go? 
B.G.: Then bust something for me. 
Juvenile: You duckin' the law. 
B.G.: You betta run from em' whoa-day. 
Juvenile: Are you playin with that broad? 
B.G.: Then won't you front something whoa-day. 

Lil' Wayne: 
The block is hot, the block is hot ha ha 
The block is hot, the block is hot ha ha 
The block is hot, the block is hot ha ha 
The block is hot, the block is hot ha ha 

Watch your step on my section 
Gotta walk lite, and talk lite 
You'll be shot out under the street light 
So you can't see nobody's beats like 
And we like to dress in all black in my residence 
And we ain't got on no suits cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents 
And ever since coke's been out 
Niggas been on the trip ya'll 
So you betta watch who ya playin with 
Cause a nigga will try to flip ya'll 
Then hit ya'll 
Can ya'll 
Then put a gun to your drug 
Catch ya breath 
No just catch a slug 
It's street smarts dualing in niggas that keep spots 
When the heat starts ain't nobody got sweethearts 
Rollin with shorts 
You could come try to cheap talk me 
We cut ya weak shawt 
Them lil' boys don't give a damn 
Call out for the people hesitate to kill a man 
Run in his house, kidnap a nigga and his fam 
Tie them up and put them in the van 
Stick a gag in his jaws 
mmm..smuhh.. 
one move blow his khaki-ass off 

Chorus 

Whoop! here come them people cause the block is hot 
chicka-pow bust ya gun cause the block is hot 
spuhh-chuu... cook it up cause the block is hot 
say lil' whoa-day just hook it up cause the block is hot 

Repeat 

My block on fire, baby my block burn 
My block on fire, nigga what about churn