Lyrics On the Block - Meek Mill
On
the
block
with
that
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
I
be,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
I
be,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
I
said
that
Yao
Ming,
talking
about
that
China
white
We
be
on
that
block
all
night
with
rocky
white
going
flight
for
flight
Know
we
do
numbers
know
we
got
it
right
That
ye
had
a
fiend
looking
like
JJ
we
got
that
dynamite
That
rock
n'
roll,
you
get
that
rock
you
cop
you
roll
You
roll
n'
rock,
you
stop
you
roll
You
take
one
shot,
you
stop
you
froze
We
got
that
work
out
while
the
cops
patrol
You
need
that
ye
ok
that
weight
you
know
we
got
them
O's
Cause
I'm
bout
mine,
get
that
whole
for
eight
Told
her
bring
that
back
switch
that
Four
stacks
you
know
its
drought
time
If
he
fucking
around
with
that
cake,
he
getting
outlined
And
it
ain't
doubt
about
it,
my
bloodhounds
found
him
Them
shots
[?]
down
him,
go
right
at
him
pound
for
pound
him
Round
for
round
and
now
they
found
Him
on
the
block
with
shells
around
him
That
blood'll
drown,
them
slugs'll
out
him
I
keep
that
banger
on
me,
nigga
you
know
that
I
be
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rocket
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
[?]
I'm
the
boss,
Vito
he
the
captain
Quilly
the
assassin,
Inferno
he
the
ratchet
Niggas
act
hard
but
they
softer
than
my
mattress
How
he
stretch
call
me
Mr.
Fantastic
In
the
best
car,
26s
I
be
stabbin'
Get
paid
just
to
talk
about
the
game
John
Madden
Laughing
cause
these
niggas
talkin'
about
they
trappin'
They
ain't
got
more
money
than
Ms.
Mallery
and
Asthon
I
spit
hot
shit,
get
a
game
rocked
shit
Party
like
a
rock
star,
toss
me
in
that
mosh
pit
Mink
coat
shaggy,
Mr.
Boombosstic
You
ain't
got
to
key
call
me,
I'm
the
locksmith
T-shirt
[?],
no
I
mean
our
shit,
no
I
mean
my
shit
My
get
a
gang
poppin'
Spitting
flame
toxic
you
niggas
can't
stop
it
Slaughter
y'all,
Audemar
niggas
better
watcbe
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rocket
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
Tiara,
A-P-S-T-A-ara
Yes
I
could
show
you
how
to
hustle
That
and
make
that
money
double
back
First
you
got
to
get
it
then
you
drop
it
in
the
pot
And
then
you
whip
it
until
it
block
And
then
you
chop
and
bag
and
flip
it
Ya
that
guap
I
got
the
get
it
I
got
guap
that's
how
I
did
it
So
quickly,
I
got
addicted
to
fast
cash
that
block
brick
Hot
wheel,
5%
tint
my
block
hot
red
Rubber
band
stacks
on
my
brain
call
me
knot-head
Or
get
the
change
brain,
or
dollar
sign
mind
Dead
presidential
thoughts
got
me
on
my
grind
I'm
getting
that
Paris
Hilton,
bagging
that
Britney
Spears
We
got
that
white
girl,
that
bitch
be
flipping
here
I
something
like
her
pimp,
cause
I
throw
her
on
the
strip
Like
you
want
some
of
that
one
hit
will
have
you
running
back
Ya
my
connect
love
me,
I
bring
that
money
back
I
make
that
money
stack
so
if
you
trying
to
find
me
I'll
be
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
You
know
I'm,
on
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
And
we
be,
on
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rocket
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block,
on
the
on
the
block
On
the
block
with
Yao
Ming
like
the
rockets
Its
time
to
slide
up
in
this
bitch
and
[?
] From
this
motherfucker
live
from
the
[?]
Proved
I'm
the
shit,
my
throat
was
stupid
when
I
spit
I
fucking
retarded
I
might
just
fucking
drool
up
in
this
bitch
You
do
I
but
I
does
it,
I'm
trapping
fuck
[?]
Its
money
over
everything
nigga
or
get
nothing
So
fuck
bitches,
fuck
niggas,
fuck
cousins
Need
money
in
my
palm,
going,
gone
Let's
get
it,
I
get
it,
high
fucking
living
So
if
I
ain't
got
no
change,
what
the
fuck
I'm
saying
Twenty-four
seven,
three
sixty
five
I'm
on
that
corner
clocking,
ya
I'm
on
my
grind
I'm
a
fucking
star,
therefore
I
got
to
shine
That
money,
money
calling
ya
its
on
my
mind
You
can
sit
and
wait,
me
I'm
chasing
mine
The
new
man
in
Philly,
ya
the
city's
mine
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