And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
The snitch on the block be running for his life
An ipod mind to you walkman guys
The snitch on the block be running for his life
So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot
Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block
Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot
On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
Like a fiend off the best rock
Hes the new kid on the block
The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered
But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first
Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block
Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,
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