AZ Block
Look, I'm from the 4-8-0, where we can really get it poppin'
Either way it go
We finna show up on your block
This ain't no tic-tac-toe
But you gon' end up gettin' got
Said you got mad cars?
Well, we gon' take them too
From the 5-2-0, when niggas really get killed
From the 6-0-2, where niggas do it for real
From the 6-2-3, you see these niggas cracked out
And this shit from my mama, so you gon' see me spaz out
Let me
Put the cash up, since they wanna act out
I'm from the city, boy
Guess I got to act out
They don't be catching all these bars, I got to read it to 'em
Can't get the rise up outta JAAÈ, no, I don't feed into 'em
Show 'em what a AZ nigga, bout
Comin' with the best of the flows and bars, no doubt
Niggas chasin' fame,
Sound the same
They all want clout
Bitch, I go insane
Going Saiyan
I'm clearin' 'em out
You ain't steppin' with my woes
If you steppin' out the line
Then I'm steppin' on your toes
Don't be playin' on my top
Don't be pullin' on these clothes
Even if it's fuckin' summer, I am hotter than these hoes
Got to shot at Z-Babes, you know?
The big stepper
Colder than the freeze, the frost, the cold weather
Hotter than the, ha the ha
The ghost pepper
See me, then I'm gone with the wind
Real ghost weather
Either way it go
We finna show up on your block
This ain't no tic-tac-toe
But you gon' end up gettin' got
Said you got mad cars?
Well, we gon' take them too
From the 5-2-0, when niggas really get killed
From the 6-0-2, where niggas do it for real
From the 6-2-3, you see these niggas cracked out
And this shit from my mama, so you gon' see me spaz out
Let me
Put the cash up, since they wanna act out
I'm from the city, boy
Guess I got to act out
They don't be catching all these bars, I got to read it to 'em
Can't get the rise up outta JAAÈ, no, I don't feed into 'em
Show 'em what a AZ nigga, bout
Comin' with the best of the flows and bars, no doubt
Niggas chasin' fame,
Sound the same
They all want clout
Bitch, I go insane
Going Saiyan
I'm clearin' 'em out
You ain't steppin' with my woes
If you steppin' out the line
Then I'm steppin' on your toes
Don't be playin' on my top
Don't be pullin' on these clothes
Even if it's fuckin' summer, I am hotter than these hoes
Got to shot at Z-Babes, you know?
The big stepper
Colder than the freeze, the frost, the cold weather
Hotter than the, ha the ha
The ghost pepper
See me, then I'm gone with the wind
Real ghost weather
Credits
Writer(s): Jaaè Cañez
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