(King Kirk)

Cousin cousin cousin

Im pissy drunkin

How bout I smack you snuff him and buss him

What then?  Nothing, you gon' be shocked like STOP

Your man laying there dropped other laying there shot

Think not, what come the war burdens for certain

You be laying with no shirt in the dirt with blood squirting

Knocked out and stomped out with soles and timbs

Piss in your face, wake you up, and do the whole shit again

Smack your men for jumping in, and get our rob on

Rock on pop gone long gone with your watch on

When cops swarm exit on some Next shit

You with the paramedics, we on poles doing calisthetics

So yo get the fuck away from my car move back

Aiyyo dudes pop the hatch

And get those two bats for these cats that get that

Plus I'm to' from the flo' up, know what?

Dudes get off me chill let me go fuck that hold up



(Conversation)



(Chorus) x2

Street Cinema Street Cinematics Streets in it

Street Scenery Ballers in the street running



(Marlon Brando)

Street Cinema

Street Cinematics

Streets in it

Street Scenery

Ballers in the street winning

Getting rich off the street

Feins in the street spinning

Many moves spent bent choc-o-la sent

Moving more dimes a minute then sprint

If I recall fuck em all the best way to ball

Never stall with a hundred grand to break ya fall

Leather glove face smacking

Go gat waste packing

Car burglars car jacking

Me I'm safe cracking

And I'm still in it for life man

But lifes a gamble right?

So everyday a niggas just rolling a dice man

Credit go where credit due

Yo niggas is nice man

Know the game and they caught up in your "wheres my slice man?"

Shouldnt have to say it twice man

Sign of the rhymes

Money and marijuana if you aint catch it the first time

Me and mine live and shine every segment on the regbent

Coming hard until the jeans look pregnant



(Conversation)



(Chorus)



(Big Dubez)

Marlon Brando weap concealed with three best the bill

Aiyo Kirk tell them chill each one wanna clench the bill

For real

Dont safe cracking resort to face tracking

Prints computer hacking niggas skeet through the tracking

Rock a block packing

Nigga stash yo ash

Either act like you know

Or you best go ask

See my Lex go past give niggas the whiplash

Class smoking grass until the whip crashed

At last who prays to god for talents to rhyme Lord?

Time is toured not poured like on the Concorde

Sit back and laugh

We made it baby shake gravy

Catch me on 180 with the yankee Flip Avery

You sick baby

Cause niggas look different now

With tighter rhymes written hell niggas is living now

And we spitting like WOW them kids is hot I need a dub

NIGGA we see the love rock a block beat a blood

We be in a club

With girls V.I.P. smoking

Scoping now she open posing holding trojans

This the life we got

Girls kissing the dice

Two keys for one rice

Probably fixing it twice

Kicking down bikes

They fall like dominos

Fifty in a row

Rock a block with that kinda dough

What?



(Chorus) x4



Yeah uhh uhh

Y-O in the mother

Sporty Thievz in the mother

Rock a block

Shot callers

9-7 and beyond



And you know what man?

That shit is trash



(Gunshots then car screeches off)