On The Block For Life lyrics

[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
I can tell that you want [?] you was scared when I seen you before
I'm on the block nonstop, bussing knocks, in the hood, I be getting my dough (I be getting my dough)
Block n*gga, rock n*gga (Hey!)
Gunslinger
Knock b*tches, pop n*ggas if they wanna play
Go-getter, bring a b*tch home, [?]
Cause I be on the block for life

[Verse 1: B-Legit]
[?] block hot, we knock on him
Twenty shot twin Glock on him
Willie pop [?]
Squeeze off [?]
Ease off on the thirty-inch rims
Known to move stones [?] from the states I ain't from
[?]
Pretending to be young, and I'm out there [?]
[?] I rock the booth
The truth
Automatic turf boy, soldier with stripes
And I can give it to you, if I [?] your life
Got a b*tch [?], 'bout to buy me a bike
And one in [?], I keep high as a kite
I might take flight, and return in the same [?]
[?] man, just the way that I [?]
Heater on my hip for the ones [?]
[?] dealership, cause today is my birthday
[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
I can tell that you [?] you was scared when I seen you before
I'm on the block nonstop, bussing [?], in the hood, I be getting my dough
Block n*gga, rock n*gga
Gun slinger
Knock b*tches, pop n*ggas if they wanna play
Go getter, bring a b*tch home, [?]
Cause I be on the block for life

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Got D-Block right behind me
Up in your b*tch, is where you might find me
Damn right, you messing with a block n*gga
Knife, gun or the pool ball in a sock n*ggas
Yeah, and Imma give it all I got, n*gga
[?] the feds, you a rat [?]
And it ain't never gon' stop, n*gga
Grind hard till we hit the motherf*cking top, n*gga

[Bridge: Clyde Carson]
[?] play with [?]
I be on the block for life
You ever tryna find that white
I be on the block for life
You ever tryna find your wife
She probably on the block for life
[?] what it do?
Got hammers in my hand, who [?]
[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
I can tell that you [?] you was scared when I seen you before
I'm on the block nonstop, bussing [?], in the hood, I be getting my dough
Block n*gga, rock n*gga
Gun slinger
Knock b*tches, pop n*ggas if they wanna play
Go getter, bring a b*tch home, [?]
Cause I be on the block for life

[Verse 3: Styles P]
Block n*gga, like a poster with my name on it
Not a lil n*gga, I just posted [?]
It's a brand new whip, still throw the candy paint on it
f*ck an air freshener, [?] put my chain on it
Block n*gga, I be chilling there all day
I ain't outside, then I'm probably in the hallway
And I be getting money always
[?] four way
And I can sence you getting jelly, n*gga
Get a bootleg phone, and hustle on your celly, n*gga
Then get a truck [?] n*ggas
On the block all day, ain't sh*t you can tell me, n*gga
Getting that dough, and hitting them hoes
Getting drunk, blowing O's in a five star telly, n*gga
And I know you think you hot, n*gga
You can get your ass shot, n*gga
f*ck you [?] n*gga
[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
I can tell that you [?] you was scared when I seen you before
I'm on the block nonstop, bussing [?], in the hood, I be getting my dough
Block n*gga, rock n*gga
Gun slinger
Knock b*tches, pop n*ggas if they wanna play
Go getter, bring a b*tch home, [?]
Cause I be on the block for life