
On My Block Scarface
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[Intro]
Woo! This for the block, boy!
Take a breath... Woah!
[Verse 1]
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 pro'ly 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
[Chorus]
My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
My block, we probably done it all, homey, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
Woo! This for the block, boy!
Take a breath... Woah!
[Verse 1]
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 pro'ly 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
[Chorus]
My block, where everything is everything, for sheezy
My block, we probably done it all, homey, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me
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