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youngin hit you
'Fore you kill them niggas dead
Tell them guys I'm the one who sent you
Blocks, slid through with that one utensil
Tell me what you gon' do

That's How We Break Bread

Tru

True

1995

a pimp ? ? ? ,
And slang this quarter like calone, by that nigga pervis ? ? ?
Ain't no limits to these hits that I make
The ice cream man, the king pin

Talkin' 2 Myself

Eminem

Recovery

2010

on the pill bottle, maybe I'll hit my bottom tomorrow
My sorrow echoes in this hall though (oh-oh, oh)
But I must be talkin' to the wall though
I don't see

straight outta Queens
Now I'm in LA bout to fuck up the scene
I’m out for the cream
I was out as a teen
On the block with the fiends
With a plot and a scheme

Everybody repping blocks
Everybody's everybody's op
For the set for the gang gang 
For that money mayne they gang bang
Homie it's a gang thang

Front page

she blowing up my spot getting struck by her nigga
He apologized bought a truck when he hit her 
She back telling lies and she act like she forgive him

God)
We just play the block and roll the damn dice (Rollin, rollin, rollin)
Please excuse my manners see this damn ice (All this ice)
Y'all won't catch

Knicks i'm a lengend like Pat Ewing
I'm just adding it up I am not reducing
I'm not paying for clothes i got plenty swipers
I'm not paying for hits i got

Goofy
An ya hoe she love the
Block we call her dick mouth
Don't make me call hoodbaby
And princenas to air ya shit out
Don't make me call them dogs

chillin - Turks and Caicos
Dirty money, had to flip it into crypto
Whole block poppin; water hittin' Crisco
In the spot, I ain't scared to blow a bankroll
I

(Yeah)
(Rasta)
(Young Og)
(I was taught by the real ones)
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I was taught don't stop till they pay me (Don't stop)
Dropped the wok

I'm finna fuck up the block!
I'm finna fuck up the block!
Big nigga shit, no baguettes in the watch
I'm serving these fiends, like Kareem wit

Im from the co bitch you know that I'm straight
Cruz to the d bitch you know that I'm straight
Swerving the block i know ill be ok
I use to wish i

This the type of art I display for the homies
Turn it into gold buss down into rollies
While they on the block and the cops on patrollies
Imma give

I got fifty five shooters with me
You know we gone spin the block
Talking crazy from the net
But they don't be popping out
I'm tryna catch ah body

his block, I'm not the one 
Bitch, I'm quick to bust
I be that little red nigga 
Call me Baby Joe 
Been full of pills and flash off 
but I'll crash

Down Here

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

the days and a year down here
You got coke - we'd a make ya disappear down here
You outta line - we'd a leave ya block clear down here
If you ain't from

Built This City

The Diplomats

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

down, hit the block man, we movin through
Diplomats is the strongest force
On and off the court we ballers more than sports
We built this city from

on protesters”
“Fuck! Fuck!”
“Oh my gosh I’m running, I’m running!”
“How long do you Seattle and those few blocks look like this?”
“I don’t know, we could have

I did this all myself
Hit the point where I should prolly hire people for some help
Too Jamaican though why pay what I could really build myself
Plus

Me and all homie riding round wit da Glock
No I'm not da one to talk
Don't pull up to da block
There's a lock
Don't knock or get shot
Dis our mark

Fuck a bird box, got a box of birds
Pull up on the third block
Pumpin' roxies undeferred
I got thirty-somethin' shots in this Glock
Do not disturb

broke 
Now a nigga shot call
You can get smoked 
By my bruva big dogg
Hit em in his face
Nigga knock his lips off
Got me in my bag
And they got me pissed

cause she like the way I hit it
The chopper cause an earthquake when we slide, roll down the tinteds
A hustler from the start by any means, I'm gonna get