Lyrics:
2Pac
From this block to your block
You can tell the kids nod
One Nation, fuck around and
Get shot, you know, one Nation
Eastside, Westside, ha ha ha ha,
It's the new kid on the block, I know they like the sight of me
Like I'm Tupac, know the name, cuz I got all eyes on me
I be posted with the gang
guns
We've got
Merciful Plastic Bastards
We're not
'Cause
We've
Shot
The New Kids On The Block
Hey
We've
Shot
The New Kids On The Block
Strung em up by
mind your business
I'm a connoisseur better check my monitor
Had it all from the dirt
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was
Cute kid
Mama called him Billy Jean
Was hoping for a daughter
Not a prince or a king
She had it planned out
With the walls painted pink
Not knowing
now
I never thought I'd be that one
Good news I'm way too scared to do it
And I have too much fun being scared
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
I'm
him
completely by surprise, and Arthur became convinced that a new
strategy was required if the quest for the Holy Grail were to be
brought
of a single
Sexy young slimmy, but not too young, though
That's because Jimmy might end up on death row
Now this here jam is like a special kind of song
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
down the block kid
Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it
Follows me into the spot, compellin
Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin
down the block kid
Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it
Follows me into the spot, compellin
Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
a new house
I'm only seventeen, I'm the new kid
Got me a crew, bought 'em jewels, and a Uz' thick
But all good things don't last
Task' came fast,
blocks
We're building blocks
We're building blocks
Forty two by fours
Twenty five four by twos
A little yellow one that looks like a handbag
Five strips
[Intro]
Whoooooooo kidddddddd
hhhhoodrich bitch!
[Chorus]
Down for the for the down down for the block
Down for the for the down down for the block
City Feel
VERSE:1
Riding down the block I was born I need a
City feel
How the fuck you aint put us on that’s how the city feel
Niggaz is bluffing I
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
business"
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block that I come
business)
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block where I
(Bling) , I ran up my chicken (Blaow)
If I ain't on A-block, then I'm in VL
(A-block) , or I'm with my 6s (6)
News4Jax lost, who the fuck
(Who) keep
payin them dues, nuttin to lose
Huh, street kids, broken and bruised, eyein yo' jewels
Huh, bad news, barin they souls through rhymin blues
_hardcore_!
cutest new kid should've seen my face
Brown boy and I'm sittin good with the high fade
On the track flashin like its pics I'm straight snappin
No cappin in
and I know where I'm from
You hear LOX in your ear
Yeah, we at the airport out
D-Block, from the block where everybody Air Forced out
With a new white
business)
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block where I
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