(Ay Ecko turn it up!) Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah G Block G Block, G Block Yeah, yeah Southeast district nigga Aye Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah Yeah Ay Ecko, turn this bitch up, nigga And its a G43, I'll put a drum in it (Yeah, yeah) Freak bitches, say daddy put yo thumb in it And fuck the five and fuck the flies I don't fuck with them You know what's up with us Yeah I spilt them niggas bucket Ay I thought you had enough, nigga Its a Glock with a fully but it ain't come with it Hit my Asian nigga, yeah I told him put the button on it And now we're king, on my mama I smoked my own cousin I thought y'all knew that Got up on that nigga hella times and he ain't blow back Nigga, I been know that (yeah, yeah, yeah) G shit, you can check my throwbacks Yeah, check my throwbacks Bend G's, I'm the general I tried to face a opp, I missed his bitch ass but he ain't living though Ain't never told, every charge I got I took it to the throat My cousin from that side but I'm gon- if I ever see him up a four Still up for cuz, he was flopping around and trynna Lo' My 21 just touched down, throw him some cleats I know he trynna scope Free the reaper, when they let me out the pen', Ima slide some more He poppin' with his partners, Ima make sure when I catch him that he die alone Reconstruct his face I hope that they don't find his dome Nigga snitced when shit get critical, blood, sometimes you gotta slide alone Lost my niggas to these streets and I can't cry no more Load up them switches, Dada who we sliding on? (Yeah, yeah) Ima get it done if I'm on the drill Creep up and shoot him in the face that's how you know it's real It's some demonic shit when I was off the perc, but this time I wasn't on the pill More strategic and focused on the kill Ay Ecko, turn this bitch up, nigga And its a G43, I'll put a drum in it (Yeah, yeah) Freak bitches, say daddy put yo thumb in it And fuck the five and fuck the flies I don't fuck with them You know what's up with us Yeah I spilt them niggas bucket Ay I thought you had enough, nigga Its a Glock with a fully but it ain't come with it Hit my Asian nigga, yeah I told him put the button on it And now we're king, on my mama I smoked my own cousin I thought y'all knew that Got up on that nigga hella times and he ain't blow back Nigga, I been know that (yeah, yeah, yeah) G shit, you can check my throwbacks [?] made this beat You ain't no certified stepper 'till you smoke a certified killer And if I could, I would smoke him and spit on him, I don't like niggas Slipping through the tribe with it Serve through every street 'till we find niggas Pump brake, jump out and get on him, this shit regular Should've seen what they was posting when he died, they was hella hurt And I can't lie they brought me pain but they felt it first The Grim Reaper from my section And if I die and go to hell I ain't worried 'bout the devil cause I met him Last time I tried to- I can't speak on that Your brother died, we screaming "aha" cause you can't see him laugh Brother let me have way with the body, I'm respecting that You shoot at me and miss I'm gon, I'm gon turn into a animal Still was making niggas run when I ain't have a pole Feds snatched me up they trynna tell me that I snatched a soul (Yeah, yeah) Shit all I know is I don't know what went down Now they think it's us every time it's bodies in the South (Yeah, yeah) My, my, ain't the same nigga Monster Born, I'm posted on the court with the grave diggers Told her I got to slide for pops, this the reason I'm a gang member (Yeah, yeah) And until we do that I'm gon' remain singing Jump out, tweaking like I'm off the percy But I'm sober Don't need drugs or no music when I'm surging Turn off your phone, could close yo mouth I like it silent when I'm purging You shoot at him, it's respectin' Every time, you don't gotta do it perfect All this sliding need detergent for my cleats And since you love your block so much we gon' grab you in yo street Yank up and get his mamma gone that's how I feel about E RRari world, Kasino world, before I rest my eyes to sleep I'm gon' creep G's Yeah, I can't cap about it My mamma like, "Son I know you slide but why you rap about it?" I tell her left right and let the feds think I cap out it Ain't gotta say too much y'all seen the way they fan me You ain't no certified stepper 'till you smoke a certified killer And if I could, I would smoke him and spit on him, I don't like niggas Slipping through the tribe with it Serve through every street 'till we find niggas Pump brake, jump out and get on him, this shit regular Should've seen what they was posting when he died, they was hella hurt And I can't lie they brought me pain but they felt it first The Grim Reaper from my section And if I die and go to hell I ain't worried 'bout the devil cause I met him I don't fuck with fly niggas, I'm a G member I tote the Drac' cause when I bounce out I'm trynna eat nigga And if he ain't never wiped a nose nigga you won't see me with him And they know who walked up it was them G niggas Hot boy, bounce out, make 'em freeze nigga And I ain't gotta break him off I make squeeze get him But I am not saving no nigga Spoke on the G's that bitch gleek now he gone nigga Dead block I feel a ghost in it Ain't come outside with yo strap, Gales what's wrong with you I hear my name in a song I'm doing home visits And Squeeze shoot Rob Inside I brought a clone with me And you won't see me in that building ain't no pole on me Yank up and snatch one ain't no soul in me Bitch, I'm smiling on that skit, yeah, what's wrong with me G block