Lil Wayne Follow

The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy

While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances

The dope roped up in the cup of their pants

Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy

I got heroin in bundles, them Highland O's

Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll

If I spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll

Candy Carter got a line of parole, Outta control

The first fell a Tuesday this month oh sweet thang

Plus it's a sweet day, me next score for three days

One time they say what you mean, I gets the green

Break up the block like Maurice Green, ya feel me?

In my predicament I'm guilty until proven innocent

Hustle ridiculous, I'm tryin to get this dope continuos

Ball til I fall, one thing, I ain't tryin to fall

Want everybody numb like ambasol

But he heard

[Chorus 1]

Uh oh

There go them fuckin po-po's

And if you know like I know

You better get off the corner

I'm a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin

hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models

And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas

Like fuck that nigga, I let my pump subtract niggas

You beef with me I guarantee your mams be missin

With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it

Do not twist because lil man is trippin

They could have ya body in three different places

Ain't nothin gravy, but save it

Cause I'm a ride and hit the nigga street

Weezy go to war like Sadaam and Clinton disagree

While I'm shitty from the weed

Like were them bustas be

I promise ya never fuckin sleep, I clear the set

Come outside late at night to your surprise I'm here with Tecks

Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it's so realistic

So I hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti

Be on the block until them souljas hit it

That's when he heard....

[Chorus 2]

Blocka

Me come to tear your block up

If you don't want no problems

You better get off the corner

All right, I cook it, cut it, ship and move it

I make a livin in this crooked public distributin

Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin

The hottest D in town lookin for me hit me Tuesday, like after six

See I crack the bricks right down to Z's

Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp's to ki's

Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin

No droughts I don't sit on nothin

I don't believe I'm frontin

If I give you a dime, I leave with somethin

The big dog, Nigga I got the city under siege

And the law don't bother me, I give the pigs a couple of G's

Shit, I hustle strong to push this work through the streets

I'm tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap

I'm greedy, if there's any money bein made from drugs I need it

Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can't beat it

Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it

Does anybody else, I'll pay em a visit

That's when ya heard....

[Chorus 3]

Come here peeps

I'm hearin that you run these streets

You don't want beef

Then get off the corner

[Chorus 1,2,3,3 repeat 2x]

Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt

Blocka, you better get off the corner

Come here, you better get off the corner

Get off the corner, Get off the corner

What, uh oh, get off the corner

What, uh oh, you better off the corner

What, uh oh, you better off the corner

What, uh oh, you better off the corner

Like dat, Get off the corner