Block movement!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Let's go!
I don't really know, but now it seems to me that
Baby want a big cap to tap and hit that
Beat it back, daddy got a big ol' back
Off the meat rack, tax knock, loose the weed track
And you can believe that, my dudes, they need that
My niggas from the D hollering where them trees at
I cop that wrist piece, then I freeze that
Find me in the sunshine, lime and green sack
Come on everybody, we can all get down
Out of town, run you around, eight-five a pound
With me around, you can put the brown in the trash
Cop purpose, good work plus good on your cash
California stressin', it's a blessing to know me
I run with the young, but I'm so OG
This one fool told me, be like I'm here
I hit the street with my cap, I don't need a cap
My heat's still toes are concrete
Oh, I'm a D-boy, so don't * with me
And if you get the money, then you will soon see
That I don't do no playin' or layin' around
I just get it, the Gouda, I'll just lay you down
I'm 24 grindin', no game shinin'
Push play fast for it, no rewindin'
I'm clever with timing, I'm buyin' a set
Put the hoes in the bones of the niggas
It's tellin', I'm a one-time tellin'
And they yellin' probation
I pull it out, I pull it with no hesitation
No penetration, I'm max on the block
A mouth full of rocks and my four-five cops
She said, damn, be legit, I'm in love with you
And the cancer you led, you must have been
So I said, by the way, baby, tell me what's your name
And what you know about cocaine
She said her daddy was a D-boy, sold to a decoy
Off to the feds, now he goin' dreds
Wanna fly heads, but the streets is watchin'
So now he got his baby girl coppin' to blow
I'm a D-boy, so don't * with me
And if you get the money, then you will soon see
That I don't do no playin' or layin' around
I just get deep to Gouda, or just lay you down
This is Brick Game Killer, know the bird man
Put the work in, but not a word in
And I'm for certain that the curtain's closed
That's what happens to a nigga when he powders his nose
And no one knows
Not even a word
When they put him in the trunk, then tie him to a pole
Poke little holes on his body and chin
Baby, tell me where you put the dope at, Dan
But I just grin, laugh and giggle
Put the stunner in the drive and my homies will wiggle
Money in the middle, middle get gooder
Quick with the wrist and a real quick shooter
36 dips and a dead man safe
Cleaner evidence, don't wanna catch a case
Think about the rest, then your boy is laced
And I never let him see a nigga face
Ho, I'm a D-boy
So come * with me
And if you get the money
Then you will soon see
That I don't do no playin' or layin' around
I just get deep to Gouda, or just lay you down
Ho, I'm a D-boy
So come * with me
And if you get the money
Then you will soon see
That I don't do no playin' or layin' around
I just get deep to Gouda, or just lay you down
I mean
Knock knock, who is it
Bitch, it's Uncle Sam, man
I come to text you D-boys, man
You go-getters, man
Come check these safes, man
You niggas is playing without paying
Pass and go and *
You know what I'm talkin' bout
Ya a bitch
It's block movement
Yeah, everything that move on that motherfucker
I wanna see that money




We in on them, bitch.
You dig?
Block movement.