3rd Block (feat. BandMan Rob & YungStayFried) Video (MV)

RJ where you at
Third block, third block, third block, third block

Ain't no ricos 'round this bitch, only aces and mitches
Niggas bet not play with me, better play some bitches

I'm big Worm around this bitch like I'm baitin' fishes
Whoop a nigga ass with these choppas, they came with switches
Ain't no new niggas around me, we don't hang with snitches
Niggas run ran out, now they hating and finished

Niggas got they hand out, can't even hang with niggas
I ain't even shaking hands cause I'm clutching my pistol
I am not surprised how these niggas cocksuck the crew
Got your mans rolling with you, sending shots for two

You know Sizzle head forever swerving down the third block
At the same time, man, these niggas, they are never out
Man, niggas never out, they know what gang about
We don't leave them choppas in the house, we really bring them out

We don't show no pistol for no clout, we really bang them out
Love it when a nigga run his mouth so we can name the stout
Dreadhead nigga, Big Rasta hoppin' out that car
Niggas swear they Mufasa until I hop out with that scar

That bitch, doo, doo, doo, it's louder when it hit the car
Better scoot, scoot, scoot, that hellcat ain't gon make it far
Third block nigga, yeah, that one right at the midland
Pilgrim ass niggas don't come around here with that stealin'

When you shinin' like this, it put them niggas in they feelings
Niggas swear that they hero Dee Money gotta play that villain
With no mask, hopped out and I asked, he ain't want them problems
Black mag, seen it and he gasped, he ain't want that drama

Caught him at D Streets gettin' some lamb, he ain't want that llama
He was just gangsta on the gram, now he want his momma
Pull up on that block in that drop, they like, ooh, he shittin'
I just seen the opp had to pop, they like, ooh, he didn't

Sittin' in the spot with that pot, got that ooh-wee hittin
In this bitch talking to this dog like Stewie Griffin
All that tough shit gotta be jokes, nigga, who he kiddin'
Niggas been pussy since a baby, nigga, ooh, he kittin

Big round clip in the gun like a movie in it
Bitch slip him a mickey, he went out like a goofy didn't he
You know life a movie, baby, I just play my role
Fold a nigga with that iron then change my clothes

When that nina get fired, I change my hoes
Heater on my lap, not on the side, the game too cold
Heater on my lap, not on the side, this bitch too real
Anytime you see me in the Burbs, tryna serve me some pills

Call up BandMan in 30 seconds, he whippin' the steel
Don't tell me you won't smoke, cause we ready to kill
All y'all niggas can get popped, y'all some damn opps
From my baby Kenny, had niggas scared to pull up on the block

Can get a nigga dropped while I'm in my hood chillin
Niggas seen that paper tag, had them in they feelings
Niggas face tight, cause they know my pape right
If I see that bitch and I want her, I give her a straight pipe

It ain't no date night, put her on a straight flight
Now she wanna be around gang, keep her lace tight
Baby girl, you movin' too fast, is yo brakes right
Put a opp inside of this wood, bout to take flight

Grim reaper 'round this bitch, I'm bout to take life
I'll spray Jerry with this Tom, you know I hate mice