[Hook - 2x]
Coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
Coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
(hood to hood gang to gang, gangstas out here doing they thang
On they block trying to get they change, keeping them haters out they range)
[Diamond]
Hit niggas the realest, from west Tex to NY
Spit it, from Best I to C-H-I
For the motherfucking gangstas, and all them niggas with the throwbacks
Keeping these niggas up on they toes, till the do' stack
Lace tracks and I rope the block, and switch whips like a parking lot and then I park the drop
Pick up cash and mark the spot, and move do' like a armored truck
I got niggas that'll stash the dope, ese partnas that'll slash your throat
Get stashed in the back of a boat with a knife and slug in the back of your coat, if you brag or you boast
Moving from coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
We international drug smugglers, and give a fuck if you like it or not
Pyrex in a pot got the hood on lock, got the streets on blaze no sleep for days
The world in a daze and the fiends amazed, first one in line when the fiends get paid
Nigga how you think the crib look so damn laid, how you think I'm pushing a quarter to eight
I'm a jazzy bitch and I'm in love with the do', and every nigga I know in love with the dro
Some go for blow some pop X, bring me the cash don't take no checks
Pack my tech strap my vest, give it to you raw if a nigga want plex
Bet a bitch won't flex and cross me wrong, cause your girl got heat not just for the song
I'm a bitch to the bone international, ship weight all the way to the capital
Coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
Coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
(hood to hood gang to gang, gangstas out here doing they thang
On they block trying to get they change, keeping them haters out they range)
[Diamond]
Hit niggas the realest, from west Tex to NY
Spit it, from Best I to C-H-I
For the motherfucking gangstas, and all them niggas with the throwbacks
Keeping these niggas up on they toes, till the do' stack
Lace tracks and I rope the block, and switch whips like a parking lot and then I park the drop
Pick up cash and mark the spot, and move do' like a armored truck
I got niggas that'll stash the dope, ese partnas that'll slash your throat
Get stashed in the back of a boat with a knife and slug in the back of your coat, if you brag or you boast
Moving from coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
We international drug smugglers, and give a fuck if you like it or not
Pyrex in a pot got the hood on lock, got the streets on blaze no sleep for days
The world in a daze and the fiends amazed, first one in line when the fiends get paid
Nigga how you think the crib look so damn laid, how you think I'm pushing a quarter to eight
I'm a jazzy bitch and I'm in love with the do', and every nigga I know in love with the dro
Some go for blow some pop X, bring me the cash don't take no checks
Pack my tech strap my vest, give it to you raw if a nigga want plex
Bet a bitch won't flex and cross me wrong, cause your girl got heat not just for the song
I'm a bitch to the bone international, ship weight all the way to the capital
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