Cartel Mgm Blocks
[Verse 1]
Mafia
See bitches ain't shit
And money is all I get
Try to put the racks up in my pocket but they don't fit
But I came from the gutta
The streets I can't forget
I get it by the ton but I started with a zip
I was sixteen boo when I see my first block
I made a little cap to the mazol tav
When I feel the Georgia breeze so I cope the droptop
See he a rapper, he go broke if the CD flops
See me I bust out the wrappers, I'm a gun clapper
Aim for the chest or the head, it doesn't matter
Homie pissed his pants, but I ain't hit him in the bladder
The thing comes out and everybody scatter
[Hook]
On that block
I'm on that block, way enough blocks
I'm on that block, get it to the guap
I'm on that block, I'm on that block
On that block
I'm on that block, way enough blocks
I'm on that block, get it to the guap
I'm on that block, I'm on that block
[Verse 2]
My spot supplies your block
The rap game I'mma put it in a headlock
I'm a dirty ass mexican from the block
Always in some shit Momma said I need to stop
Got a little odor
I'm bust up like a G
Everything I ever had I got it from the streets
I love my scales, my guns and my blue bitch
2013 Benz whippin some new shit
Miss my dawg three-six, I wish you can see this shit
Used to break bales down me and you I can't forget
A lot of tools in my spot you should be advised
I price supply your block don't be surprised
[Hook]
On that block
I'm on that block, way enough blocks
I'm on that block, gettin to the guap
I'm on that block, I'm on that block
On that block
I'm on that block, way enough blocks
I'm on that block, gettin to the guap
I'm on that block, I'm on that block