From That Block* lyrics

[Intro]
D-D-D-DJ FMCT

[Verse 1: YoungginFrmDaJetz, King Von & DqFrmDaO]
YoungginFrmDaJetz (Jetz), I be sippin' Wock' (Sippin' Wock') (What?)
I be havin' knots, totin' Glocks and catchin' opps
n*ggas hoes, actin' like he bold, I know buddy told (Buddy told)
I be gettin' them bows, b*tch, I'm talkin' 'bout them real lows (Hope you ain't) (Real lows)

[Verse 2: DqFrmDaO & King Von]
Dq from that block (Block)
I be posted by that store with this big ass Glock (Boom, boom), I ain't duckin' sh*t but cops (Nah, nah)
b*tch, we hittin' blocks (Yeah), me, Young', Gleesh and 'Wop (Vroom, vroom)
b*tch, we on that job, b*tch, we on 'em cars (On 'em cars)

[Verse 3: Muwop]
Muwop from the O', youngest n*gga turnt in my hood
I know you n*ggas hoes, playin' crazy, boy, I wish you would
Folks 'nem smokin' Tooka, I don't even smoke, pass the 'Wood
Duke like King Kong, standin' over n*ggas in their hood
Chase a n*gga down, hunnid rounds, we gon' blow him down
Blowin' n*ggas down, wishin' Baby Boy was still around
He'll gun you down, take his soul, send it to the clouds

[Interlude: Gleesh]
On foenem, I don't even rap for real, man
This'll probably be the first and last song y'all heard from me, man
But y'all out here now the f*ckin' rockin', man
Gang sh*t, man
Turn the f*ck up, Dre
[Verse 4: Prince Dre]
(Haa) b*tch, I'm Prince Dre from the WIIIC, haa (Ayy)
And I keep a dirty Glock (Ayy)
Lil bro run up on him, chase him down, make his body rock (Boom, boom, boom)
I be trappin', servin' out them pounds with a 100 shots (Haa)
Servin' Coke, flippin' blocks (Haa), b*tch, I'm tryna get the guap (Ayy)
n*gga, never play with me (Nah), haa, I'm still in these streets (Haa)
Heard them n*ggas they was lookin' for me, I ain't duckin' beef (Haa)
Spot News, yeah, D.O.A, leave him in the sheets (Baow)
Homicide, n*ggas' momma cryin', leave him on a tee (Baow)
From the Drive, from the 4 to 5, long live Odee (Haa)