Joell Ortiz - Block Royal lyrics

Hey yo Carl Blaze, tell Screw we did it bR

If you never ran, never will
Sit up in the can, wait it out, never squeal
Then you Block Royal
See that the team is fed
When it gotta go down
You aim beam at his head
Then you Block Royal
It ain't easy being a rider
But, I guess sometimes you just
Gotta do what you gotta
We're not guaranteed a tomorrow
But when you're royalty on the block
You're dying with honor

Who practically own your jeans
Play up in X-Bar and deep
With Prostyle and Camillo, we rep hard
Screw army, BR, BR, BR don't tool on me
We are, we are, we are


More than a million strong, who want what
Hey Carl Blaze just passed, we tight already
You could get stomped up
I'm usually calm but
I took too many losses last year
I swear I'm finna call Akon up
My Senegal Africans get to
Clappin' for niggas, yeah
Sit 'em in your anthem
Get it crackin' and disappear
We ain't a clique, we ain't a gang
We a family we're in New York, we're in LA
We're in Miami we definitely in New Jerz
Where plenty murders occur
So just splurge when a nigga says: "Yo
That's my word" free Flav, Cessa, free Jo Lo
Free Umph, Mike My, free Joe Joe

If you never ran, never will
Sit up in the can, wait it out, never squeal
Then you Block Royal
See that the team is fed
When it gotta go down
You aim beam at his head
Then you Block Royal
It ain't easy being a rider
But, I guess sometimes you just
Gotta do what you gotta, gotta
We're not guaranteed a tomorrow
But when you're royalty on the block
You're dying with honor block Royal

Who VIP up in Exit with the bottle sloppy
Ain't let us up in Lotus
So we tore down Roxy's
On the side of the booth with Enough
See I'm buggin, I'm drunk
The shorty ugly, but her booty is tough
And I stays after ass
I have to have something with a bounce
Like a track from Dre at Aftermath
Somebody said: "Let's slide to Ringside"
It's popping a 2 Tone
Inside with that wakatezee they watch out
Clockin' the way we move
Rockin' the crazy jewels
But God forbid they should plot
We'll be poppin with eighty-two's
They don't call him AK for nothing
What you're thinking 'bout?
He'll lay something down in New York
And take the Lincoln out
All the way down to Sweets
Get a shape up and eat
Call Big Joe walk right in
Y'all been on line for weeks
Dennis line the freaks, so that VI's packed
So I'm probably lying when I tell
You that I'll be right back

If you never ran, never will
Sit up in the can, wait it out, never squeal
Then you Block Royal
See that the team is fed
When it gotta go down
You aim beam at his head
Then you Block Royal
It ain't easy being a rider
But, I guess sometimes you just
Gotta do what you gotta, gotta
We're not guaranteed a tomorrow
But when you're royalty on the block
You're dying with honor royal

Yo Joeezy, I told you (I know)
Screw saw it (That's right)
Carl Blaze repped it (Uh, huh)
You already know how 2 Tone feel about it
(C'mon)
Now everybody gonna feel it (Uh, huh)
Heavy Hitters got us (Let's go)
All Pro got us (Uh, huh)
We run around owning tha clubs with Hitless
New Life is fammo (Big Joe)
We don't even know what a
Club line looks like (Ha ha)
When you Block Royal you walk right in
(That's right) how many people?
What you mean how many people?
2 Tone plus seventy-three (Ha ha)
Yaowa! (Yaowa)