Lyrics : Lee Stone/Charles Mann/Donny Hathaway/Roberta Flack/Brad Jordan/Nashiem Myrick
Music : Lee Stone/Charles Mann/Donny Hathaway/Roberta Flack/Brad Jordan/Nashiem Myrick
Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block
Ya either workin or ya slangin c*****e on my block
Ya had to hustle cuz that's how we was raised on my block
And ya stayed on ya hop until ya made you a knot
On my block to hangout was the thang back then
And even when ya left out ya came back in
To my block from holloway belford to scotts
We rolled the fox we load the spots /
Smoke **** and rocks drink all the blue dots
On yo' block you probably had a fat pad of tupac
Or big pun or b.i. ya homeboys from knee-high
And even when it was stormin outside that b***h'd be by
That's me dawg on my block I ain't have to play the big shot
****** knew me back When I was stealin bell from shamrock
And my nickname was creepy If black june could see me
He'd be trippin and I'd bet he still try to tease me
My block where everything is everything fa sheezy
My block we probably done it all homey believe me
My block we made the impossible look easy fa sheezy
My block I'd never leave
my block my ****** need me
On my block we duck the *****-haters and the cops
**** a hotrod we race impalas chromed-out
On my block it ain't no different than the next block
Ya get drunk and pass out and they back ya to the house
And when you wake up on the couch you goin right back at it
On my block when ya that f****d up they laugh at it
On my block it's just another day in the heart
Of the southside of houston texas makin ya mark
On my block we're cueing all the time playin dominoes
Keep the swishers sweet down until my mama goes
Back inside then we can fire Pass it around a few times to get high
My block where everything is everything fa sheezy
My block we probably done it all homey believe me
My block we made the impossible look easy fa sheezy
My block I'd never leave
my block my ****** need me
My block where everything is everything fa sheezy
My block we probably done it all homey believe me
My block we made the impossible look easy fa sheezy
My block I'd never leave
my block my ****** need me
On my block everybody business ain't ya business
What's goin on in this house is stayin here comprende
On my block ya had to have that understanding
Cuz if ya told ms. mattie she went and told gladys
And once ya mama got it it was all on the wire
And once ya mama got it it was all on the wire
On my block we got some 'nam vets shell-shocked
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 with dividends
Oh my block I wouldn't trade it for the world
Cuz I love these ghetto boys and girls
Born and raised on my block