Beat Up Da Block (Dolla, Kane, Streets) [Verse 1: Dolla] Yeah Yeah... It's the GANG...G.A.N.G. Nigga Beattin Up the block with big booty Kiesha Say she like a little nigga I got dope boy features Plus I go a little deepa, with sexy senorita Say she like it in a car so the chevys where I freak her Sex in the vehicle now thats kama sutra Bitch I'm in em Muscle cars, call my chevy Lex Luger Got a 4.4 ruga, try to jack me Imma shoot ya 4.44 Send a nigga to the obitua Imma lord, smoother than some gray poupon 15s In the back settin off your alarm TV's in the Dash watching boyz in the hood Say the word on this girl I bring that boy to the hood Big rims got a nigga lookin down on you hoes Wet paint prolly got a nigga dry on you hoes Drop the ass to the flo, put the chrome on the nose Bitch I'm beattin up your block for the drank and that dro [Hook:] Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block With something you ain't got I be Beattin Up Da Block I be Beattin Up Da Block I be Beattin Up Da Block Watching time just drop [Verse 2: Kane] Zoom bitch, get the base go boom bitch Maybach back seats a whole another room bitch You should assume bitch, yeah I wanna screw bitch Believe this I would fuckin without a balloon bitch (none at all) Look I'm fly bitch, somewhere in the sky bitch 100,000 for the car, I ain't gotta lie bitch I always tell the truth, chrome 22's Bad chickens in the car, nothin like a pigeon coop True blue have you say the whip look pittful AK-47 leave you condition in critical Nigga let's play pick-a-boo show you what the missle do Spray rounds everywhere but my love is unconditional Send a bad bitch so you know I had to flip on you (hold on) And I say we tip a hoe I'm tryna put this dick in you Pickin up the twat, we making the chevy rock Now thats what the fuck I can beattin up the block [Hook:] Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block Bitch I'm Beattin Up Da Block With something you ain't got I be Beattin Up Da Block I be Beattin Up Da Block I be Beattin Up Da Block Watching time just drop [Verse 3: Streets] Beatin down the block, watching is show too hot Gangbanger in the street, crash out mash out Bang ya while they leave 6-4 dip low banging with the dees Beatin down the block in the california breese Alco, malro, chevy ridin for real Chevy sound a grill Ride like I wanna, drive like I wanna Past the speed limit I can afford the speed 60 80 on the back street, Sports car so my whips smooth like they athlets Mush, twerkin through the traffic like bush Midnight test keep my bussiness on hush Beatin down the block lookin mean in the streets Ain't no six in the back, got beat in the back So If I fuck your bitch got a steep in the lap Beatin from Picco to them ATL Traps