Block Party (Clean Version)

Feat

Big pun

Noreaga

Yeah n***a

Thug that s**t to your mother f**kin crib you heard

Yeah

We tryin'to get this s**t poppin' over here

Huh

Block party all that s**t man block party

Come over here n***a here

Were is happening here's were is poppin' at baby

Djayin' that s**t

My n***a rich nice told me an said get god

You know the kid capri s**t everybody is on

The n

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Hit the mic just like I perform

I be hyped up

New balance kicks and hyped up

Why you n***az still acting like y'all n***az is tough

I got the one w**d spot

That's' the branson stuff

Other n***az talk about it but you see me with such

And I'm thugged out catch me with the animal bunch

Get head in the wip smoke animal blunts

G's up h*es down n***a f**k them stuts

And I'll be flippin'

You get a nice chick I like a chicken

You don't believe me ask bill clinton

Track master do that s**t that y'all n***az wouldn't

And kid capri do that s**t that you n***az couldn't

And I smoke green from cali

I'm wild at the rally

I'm ill like shack in the paint with the alley

My n***a big pun will sit on y'all cats

Ayo my n***a kid capri will s**t on y'all tracks

And we ain't got no love for y'all tracks

We love big a*s keys and y'all like little a*s cracks

I could rock a rhyme as quick as I could clock a knot

Y'all n***az clockin' mine

Cus I'm getting lots of shine

The kid capri could be the cat

That could change the face of rap

Let me hear you trace the map

The bronx is were the stations at

The fake foes hangin' out with fake h*es

Y'all 'spose to be the one that keep it jumping

Were you standing and frontin'

The black italian

Y'all chick better keep the smiling

From here to boys island

Mother f**k all the stylin'

Keep the hundred pallet or either sign that s**t

Y'all n***az pay attention on ever rhyme I wet

Is time legit to every time I get

Y'all fools is straight falling off as I climb the jet

The kid capri causing hating misery

Number one for a while son check the history

By the way all you talker pack what you got to say

Cus you lacking every day

Pun make these rappers pay

Ayo is your man from puerto rico

That slaughter people like raw perico

I'm for the people

Five power not a total recall

Look out your people on a blood shoot baby blues

Look at my geezmo got shot and barely made it news

How many crews I gotta run through when it comes through

Getting raw I'm the predator

I'ma hunt you

N***az think is something sweet on the f**kin street

But I'll be there busting my heat

When there's nuttin' to eat

F**k it I cheat cus that's the ghettos anthem

I know the devils laughing every time he hears somebody's metal clappin'

Ain't no napping in the city cus it never sleeps

Wake up like what happen when I bust a cap on your feather geez

I led at least a thousand caps

With a thousand raps

With how many acts

Actually ever really come out of wax

Just a few I pull this track into best of view

And turn the rest of y'all corn n***az into vege tables