For the block boy, take it rough...
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[Scarface]
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Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block
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Ya either workin or ya slangin cocaine on my block
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Ya had to hustle, cuz that's how we was raised on my block
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And ya stayed on ya hop until ya made you a knot
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On my block, to hangout was the thang back then
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And even when ya left out, ya came back in
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To my block, from Holloway, Belfort, to Scott
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(From Reed road to Phlox), we load the spots
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Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
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On yo' block you probably bred a Fat Pat or Tupac
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Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee-high
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And even when it was stormin outside, that nigga'd be by
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That's me dawg, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot
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Niggaz knew me back when I was stealin bell from Shamrock
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And my nickname was Creepy, if Black June could see me
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He'd be, trippin - and I'd bet he still try to tease me
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[Chorus]
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My block - where everything is everything fa sheezy
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My block - we probably done it all homey believe me
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My block - we made the impossible look easy, fa sheezy
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My block - I'd never leave my block, my niggaz need me
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[Scarface]
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On my block, we duck the nigga-haters and the cops
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Fuck a Iroc, we race Impalas, chromed-out
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On my block - it ain't no different than the next block
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Ya get drunk and pass out, and they back ya to the house
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And when you wake up on the couch you goin right back at it
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On my block when ya that fucked up they laugh at it
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On my block, it's just another day in the heart
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of the Southside of Houston Texas, makin ya mark
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On my block, we're cueing all the time, playin dominoes
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Keep the swishers sweet down until my mama goes
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back inside -- then we can fire it
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Pass it around a few times to get high
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[Chorus] - 2X
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[Scarface]
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On my block, everybody business ain't ya business
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What's goin on in this house is stayin here, comprende?
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On my block, ya had to have that understanding
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Cuz if ya told Ms. Mattie, she went and told Gladys
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And once ya mama got it, it was all on the wire
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And when the word got back, the set yo' ass on fire
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On my block, we got some 'Nam vets shell-shocked
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Who never quite got right, now they inhale rocks
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On my block - it's like the world don't exist
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We stay confined to this small little section we livin in
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Oh my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world
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cuz I love these ghetto boys and girls
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born and raised, on my block...
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[Chorus] - 2X
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On My Block
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Scarface |