Circle The Block lyrics

[Chorus: Waunny G]
Said we spin through that block, n*ggas start runnin'
If he throw the Gz up, brodie start dumpin'
Shoutout to Lo, caught a shot to his muffin
Ran into Heady, he wasn't on nothin'
Like, b*tch I'm wit' demons, on bro they be buggin'
Like, we get the drop, and we bang up the function
Opp b*tch, she eat the di*k up, disgustin'
b*tch I go ku' off the 'erky, I'm bussin
Let's spin through that block, tryna see sumn' drop
How can I lack? I got 33 shots, stuffed inside of the Glock
So on bro, if you run up, you catchin' a shot, like
And we smokin' on Ely, I heard that lil' n*gga drowned in the spot
Like, Melly, Lefty, Lo, all of them dead n*ggas stuck in a box

[Verse 1: Humble Gz]
Like, see these n*ggas just don't get enough
Like, we been puttin' thе belt to they ass, like
Shеik went to jail and got cut, like just 'cause you pus*y you don't get no pass
Like, how the f*ck n*ggas even feel comfortable sayin' my name? I'm the reason they crashed, like
Said, see the D's then we dash
Look, 41 n*ggas keep doin' bad
But wait, like, what's up wit' the Troops?
Like, all them broke n*ggas know what we do, like
Mentionin' all of our packs, like we not them n*ggas that hop out and shoot, like, like
And this Kay Glizz n*gga, I cannot wait 'til I run into you
Dirty ass Crip n*gga stay in the stu'
Like, you ain't do nothin' when Gunna got boomed
[Verse 2: Waunny G & Humble Gz]
Like, got a big G2
Soon as I back out, they better move, like
b*tch I'm smokin' on Boomer, like tell Rich Glizzy go visit his tomb, like
b*tch I do it for Slime, and I'm wit Humble Gz and he do it for Boom
Ion' know why n*ggas mention my dead
When Wal got shot, n*gga what did y'all do? Like
n*gga who did y'all shoot? Y'all get the belt and then hop in the booth
Said, like, I got 2 Straps wit' me
Let's walk up, y'all know he totin' on tool
Wanna talk 'bout the dead? Word to my mother I could name a few
n*ggas keep talkin' on Boom, like we ain't put LoLo and Nay on the news

[Chorus: Waunny G]
Said we spin through that block, n*ggas start runnin'
If he throw the Gz up, brodie start dumpin'
Shoutout to Lo, caught a shot to his muffin
Ran into Heady, he wasn't on nothin'
Like, b*tch I'm wit' demons, on bro they be buggin'
Like, we get the drop, and we bang up the function
Opp b*tch, she eat the di*k up, disgustin'
b*tch I go ku' off the 'erky, I'm bussin
Let's spin through that block, tryna see sumn' drop
How can I lack? I got 33 shots, stuffed inside of the Glock
So on bro, if you run up, you catchin' a shot, like
And we smokin' on Ely, I heard that lil' n*gga drowned in the spot
Like, Melly, Lefty, Lo, all of them dead n*ggas stuck in a box