[Intro: Lil Swerv, Drose, Torchh]
(Young Madz)
S-block
Fuck 40Cal man
Fuck 40Cal
S-block, you know whatsgoingon
Jusblow gang
Scorchers nigga
[Verse 1: Lil Swerv]
Why niggas talking like they don't be running from shots
Hit his back, then he fall, stand over his top
And the whole party know that I snuck in my Glock
And she fuck with the jammers, she fuck with the block
If you ain't tryna scorch just pass me the Glock
I be high in the [?]
Imma hop out and bang and click till it stop
He was screaming [?], then brrt-bow
And I stay with a banger, I don't wanna get shot
MG he a bitch, I be fucking his twat
And you niggas keep dissing, better stay with your Glock
When I pop door, he start screaming it's hot
And you know how I get when I hop out that car
Just ask [?], he ain't make it far
I don't know about niggas, rob bank for the squad
And it's JusBlow gang, and it's JussScorchMob
[Verse 2: Torchh, Drose MTF]
Like bro tryna play 2k, okay
He got shot in the back of his shit, no way
Niggas lose homies and don't go play
Niggas be cappin' away
Bro need two hands when hе waving the drac
Bro had 8 shots in his knock caught an opp down bad think he hit him with 8
He triеd to run but he was late
I'm from the 2, we don't fuck with no 8, don't fuck with no GK
Catch you, he bangin
We don't care bout no big head, leave him on his face
Bro upped the gun and he wylin, he laced
40 caught a shell and fell on his face
That was my boy but now he a-
$o caught a shell and fell on his face
That was my boy but now he an 8th
Like, niggas be chatting dickriding the guys
If they said they slide, them lil niggas lied
Which one of my niggas died
I know they hate when we come through that side
Lil Rah-Rah died them niggas ain't slide (They lied)
I think he died in a ride
Lil bro he a savage [?]
Brodie too eager tryna send em up top(S-block, S-block)
[Verse 3: Drose MTF]
I ain't saying you much you know I'm from the S
I'm a young bull with a whole lot of wreck
Go ask the city how my niggas step
Look to my right [?] got a switch
And look to my left [?] got a tec
Go up the hill when we step on the west
Roll up BA but Kiki hit the best
We like to bounce, I had to chase him
We got some time, bro getting anxious
We tried whip, but he was faking
We like to walk down shit like Jason
We caught a Trey, but left him stankin
Ain't have his pistol, fuck was he thinking
Calling for mommy, then he had fainted
I guess a baby couldn't take it
[Verse 4: G Pluto]
The fuck is a Trey?
Them niggas getting the belt
Dell got shot he was screaming for help
[?] tryna dive, he coming like Phelps
We the [?] scorchers so who tryna melt
We tryna pop door, hop out, bang him
We brought the block out, my shit ringin
We in a hotcar, got shit swingin
We in the backseat armed and dangerous
I'm throwing hot shit, feel like Payton
We on his ass G5ive gon chase him
He in the way, boom-bow, we bang him
We in a new M5 we racin
Cops on the [?], don't stop they chasin
They tryna box we out, they basic
We tryna cross shit out, erase him
Don't got a mask? Don't care I'm chasin
[Verse 5: Glizzy5ive]
We the young niggas in the hood really clap shit
They done hit 40 in his head, made him backflip
Stomach shot, fold his ass up like a mattress
I don't entertain none the opps they be cap shit
Can't wait to catch Rah Rah riding that bike
Elzo got clapped and I know he was tight
Adouya in the air, somewhere on a flight
[?]
I hop out, looking for that dyke bitch
Bullets like bowling balls, I'm tryna strike shit
He tried to throw hands, nigga better fight this
He tried to run but the bullets kept bitin
Can't smoke weed so I [?] a mile
[?] got hit all he saw was the ground
C-can't walk so he gotta sit down
We blow one hood then we lurk through the town
Soon as lil 50 dumb ass come home
Imma bounce out the V, send shots to his dome
They know my body nigga I set the tone
Seth gang [?] nasty bringing it home
I'm with the $corchers nigga we deep
[?] hop out niggas using they feet
Ain't with the text? Then nigga let's meet
If he post on the Ave imma put him to sleep, gang
