Bala Block Me

First you make a plan, then u make ideas
This dope my the gram, u don't even see dust
They don't understand, act like they don't need us
But I don't give a damn, I know damn well they see us
I know damn well they see us we walking with a rocket
I walk it like I talk it, I brake it then I rock it
If you ain't talking profit then why the fuck jocking
You really just a hata that love to block me
They love to balla block me, they love to balla block me
They love to balla block me, they love to balla block me
If you ain't talking profit, then why the fuck you jockin
You really just a hata that love to balla block me

I see no obstacles, I'm at the stop and go
I'm ready to finnesse then eat some papadaeux
Look you can't get it too, but you can't be no fool
You can't be out here tricking you pay some dues
I was like fuck the school, I rather skip and jugg
I rather fuck some hoes and make em sell my drugs
Bitch you can't have my love, but you can have some fun
Now let me snort this shit up out your titie till I'm numb
Now gimme a lil sum, is that boyfriend calling
Tell em you almost done, You know I'm number one
We get it by the ton, so everyone can eat
But if you try to cross me then we sweep you off your feet



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Writer(s): Jesus Franco
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