Block Party

[Intro] Tight get with it Let a nigga run up, nigga gettin’ stitches Ever since a youngin’ I been having bitches All the hoes wanna hop on my dick like crickets Tight get with it Let a nigga run up, nigga gettin’ stitches Ever since a youngin’ I been having bitches All the hoes wanna hop on my dick like crickets [Verse 1: YG] No money nigga, show money nigga Got niggas in the Bay making ho money nigga Got them hoes on Figg, got them niggas in the pen Jesus Christ I pray for all these That pussy got heated up, nigga beat it up I’m gon’ start smoking niggas if they keep speaking up On my name, I bang, my gang ‘Til the day I lay in my grave Yeah, I was lost but a nigga got saved Like the carpool, nigga, stay in your lane Got niggas in jail to this day The old niggas sick ‘cause I got bitches they age Big homie’s telling me to get cakes And if I do that, some niggas get sprayed Big homie’s telling me to get cakes And if I do that, some niggas get sprayed [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock [Verse 2: Blanco] I spent five racks a day That’s me being modest Let’s be honest It’s simple economics I mean do money, I ain’t countin’ My Chronic is bionic It’s the bomb, Islamic I don’t want it, I’m buyin’ I roll it, I light I load it, I fire it You fuckboys, keep hiding Yeah, I got the shed on lockdown Everybody and they momma know I got pounds Got the llama, and revolver on my lap now Fuck that, I’ll never back down Old timer sat in the background I live in a glass house with a MAC-11 [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock [Verse 3: DB Tha General] Bands make her dance but the weed got her, oh This her song, couple shots on she on, in the zone No we sleep, do many if you ain’t me I promote a million tweet No geek, still street I grind all day, grind all night Yeah a nigga chasing bread, you’re motherfuckin’ right I’m high as a kite, cloud nine, wasted, faded Bay nigga, town S, don’t hate it Out there, I can never escape it Smile at they ass, cause they know a nigga made it Look it’s the greatest G-O-A-T Call me the goot on a coat they can’t fuck with me Dumb tree bitch roll up Why you playing? I’m just saying what's the hold up? We got dumb tree so we roll up Why you playing? I’m just saying what's the hold up? [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock