This is a song about "Choppa up your block"

I let that choppa intersect ya

Is written in our souls, africa

I get my cake; i love hip hop

I'm that nigga on the block

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

About to block your light till you dont even have your shadow

Who running your block and what chick be hot

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

My choppa strap too long

We wrote this song

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

There must be a god

So stay fuck about my block.

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

We're up to no good, see you exit the block and hit you up on the spot