On My Block

Lyrics

Woo! For the block, boy
 Take it rough, whoa
 Every day, it's been the same old thang on my block
 You either working or you slanging cocaine on my block
 You had to hustle, 'cause that's how we was raised on my block
 And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot
 On my block, to hang out was the thing back then
 And even when you left out, you came back in
 To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort, to Scott
 Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
 Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
 On your block, you probably bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
 Or Big Pun, or B-I, your homeboys from knee-high
 And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
 That's me, dog, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot
 Niggas knew me back when I was stealing beers from Shamrock
 And my nickname was "Creepy"
 If Black June could see me, he'd be tripping
 And I'd bet he still try to tease me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 On my block, we duck the nigga-haters and the cops
 Fuck a IROC, we race Impalas, chromed-out
 On my block, it ain't no different than the next block
 You get drunk and pass out, and they back you to the house
 And when you wake up on the couch, you going right back at it
 On my block, when you're that fucked up, they laugh at it
 On my block, it's just another day in the heart
 Of the Southside of Houston Texas, making your mark
 On my block, we're cuing all the time, playing dominoes
 Keep the Swishers sweet down until my mama goes back inside
 Then we can fly, pass it around a few times to get high
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 On my block, everybody business ain't your business
 What's going on in this house is staying here, comprende?
 On my block, you had to have that understanding
 'Cause if you told Ms. Mattie, she went and told Gladys
 And once your mama got it, it was all on the wire
 And when the word got back, they set your ass on fire
 On my block, we got some 'Nam vets, shellshocked
 Who never quite got right; now, they inhale rocks
 On my block, it's like the world don't exist
 We stay confined to this small, little section we living in
 Oh, my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world
 'Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls
 Born and raised on my block
 ♪
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 
 Woo! For the block, boy
 Take it rough, whoa
 Every day, it's been the same old thang on my block
 You either working or you slanging cocaine on my block
 You had to hustle, 'cause that's how we was raised on my block
 And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot
 On my block, to hang out was the thing back then
 And even when you left out, you came back in
 To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort, to Scott
 Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
 Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
 On your block, you probably bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
 Or Big Pun, or B-I, your homeboys from knee-high
 And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
 That's me, dog, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot
 Niggas knew me back when I was stealing beers from Shamrock
 And my nickname was "Creepy"
 If Black June could see me, he'd be tripping
 And I'd bet he still try to tease me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 On my block, we duck the nigga-haters and the cops
 Fuck a IROC, we race Impalas, chromed-out
 On my block, it ain't no different than the next block
 You get drunk and pass out, and they back you to the house
 And when you wake up on the couch, you going right back at it
 On my block, when you're that fucked up, they laugh at it
 On my block, it's just another day in the heart
 Of the Southside of Houston Texas, making your mark
 On my block, we're cuing all the time, playing dominoes
 Keep the Swishers sweet down until my mama goes back inside
 Then we can fly, pass it around a few times to get high
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 On my block, everybody business ain't your business
 What's going on in this house is staying here, comprende?
 On my block, you had to have that understanding
 'Cause if you told Ms. Mattie, she went and told Gladys
 And once your mama got it, it was all on the wire
 And when the word got back, they set your ass on fire
 On my block, we got some 'Nam vets, shellshocked
 Who never quite got right; now, they inhale rocks
 On my block, it's like the world don't exist
 We stay confined to this small, little section we living in
 Oh, my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world
 'Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls
 Born and raised on my block
 ♪
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
 My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
 My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
 I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
 

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Duration
03:34
Key
10
Tempo
83 BPM

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