[Intro]
Mafia, what else?
(Game Time)
Blockworks
227
(Bruno)
ConCreatures
Where we at with it? (Yeah)
Detroit, let's get it
Uh
(It's on)
[Verse 1]
Barrel smoking on the stick, you know we cook shit (By the scent)
How niggas up and they ain't send my nigga Kook shit? (Kashcow)
Man, I ain't run off with your work, bitch, I took it (Uh)
Out in Brooklyn, way this shit been lookin' I'ma touch a Ticketmaster (I did it)
All this drank in my kidneys, need to empty my bladder (That drank)
Ain't speaking down about no bitty, fuck the chitter-chatter
Get a nigga splattered (Splash) for that pape', the only shit that matters (It's on)
I might just touch down in your city under short notice (Bold)
And make 'em ride the white horsе, had 'em [?]
Doing water aerobics, hе saving bitches man, we call him heroic (Ha)
I switched my motto, instead of saying, "Fuck tomorrow"
I bought a bottle just to pour out the Moët, don't really play the lotto
Might shoot the dice, I love to scramble
With my life, I took a gamble but my God, He told me, "No bet" (Bet, bet)
When police kicking down your door like, "Where the dope at?"
Only thing they wanna know is did you get this shit from Bo Jack? (Blocks)
[Chorus]
Fuck the [?], tell 'em bitches, "Get the [?]"
Feel like Tony Soprano, popping pills like they Prozac (Mafia)
No fanny pack, used to trap out a four-family flat (What else?)
Was a legend in two sports way before rap (You know it)
Back in them house phone days, they had my phone tapped
Was clockwork, I used to cop a chirp and get it drove back (The road)
Type to get caught and take the whole rap
They call me Blockworks AKA Mr. Hit The Road Jack (Jack)
[Verse 2]
Gritting like I'm quakers with them killers and the takers (I was in the shankles)
Thriller and a caker, down in Austin like I'm [?]
Third coast, catching pops, we be balling like the Lakers (Yes)
Big forty, neck water (Yes), [?] and a scraper (Ayy)
Got the roll-back prices, niggas calling him for flavors (Uh-huh)
Get you dropped on my lonely, I ain't calling in no favors (At all)
In the hood with the family, you can catch me with the Creatures (ConCreatures)
In the nooks, in the crannies, all them crevices and creases
Big bucks, no whammys, live at the main event (Uh-huh)
Ain't a hood they can ban me, I'm a legend with this street shit (Where we at with it?)
Fresh up out the firm, feel like a medic with them V scripts (Uh)
I fell out with the bars but I kept in touch with feelings
Burning big cookie [?] on my way to Phoenix
Yeah, she know that pussy good, I just hit it when I need it
Beat the case, got acquitted, now he feelin' undefeated (Uh-huh)
Never been attached to shit, in thirty seconds, I can leave it
Where we at with it?
[Chorus]
Fuck the [?], tell 'em bitches, "Get the [?]"
Feel like Tony Soprano, popping pills like they Prozac (Mafia)
No fanny pack, used to trap out a four-family flat (What else?)
Was a legend in two sports way before rap (You know it)
Back in them house phone days, they had my phone tapped
Was clockwork, I used to cop a chirp and get it drove back (The road)
Type to get caught and take the whole rap
They call me Blockworks AKA Mr. Hit The Road Jack (Bo Jack)
[Outro]
Unless you apart of that, I'm not gon' let you see that
Only thing you gon' see is us enjoying ourselves
That's what you supposed to see unless you apart of it
Of whatever else going on, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Mafia)
That's the [?]
I can go anywhere on the planet and not worry about nothin'
(Mafia)
Dudes younger than us, man, I mean, they just ain't grew up in our era
So they can't rec—, they growing up in the snitching era
You know what I'm sayin'? This is the way they growing up
We grew up in the hold-your-tongue, don't-say-nothing
You know, you know, you know what I mean? Yeah, uh
We hate all rats, kill all rats here
(Mafia)
