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Big Pokey f Z-Ro

Where I`m From (Huggin` Da Block)

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Ha, say, coast to coastThey got to feel this, where I`m from[Chorus]Where I`m from, niggas hugging the block (hugging the block)24`s flooding the block, there`s blood on the block (blood on the block)It`s all good in the hood, loving the block (loving the block)Monday to Monday need money, hugging it out (hugging it out)We wreck niggas, take em to the back of the block (back of the block)Where the teachers at on my side, packing em out (packing em out)Every other day, 5-0 back in the block (back in the block)Some get caught up, some still attacking the block (attacking the block)[Big Pokey]You know me, I`m attacking the blockSack in my sock, I`m in back of Jack In The BoxI`m the same nigga, that the laws rapping aboutI ain`t tripping, I know my phone tapped at the spotWhen we ride, I`m the nigga packing the dotAt the wonder at the club, bout to vacuum the lotCalling the Scott, to the west to O.S.T.Y.S.P., all it`s me, M.O.B.Across the street from the park, pumping under the treeMy niggas is bout it, if you want it, we got itBlood in, blood out, ain`t nobody adoptedThat elbow on the 6-4, I probably done rocked itRoll deep, hitting switches, while the boppers is watchingAll on the curb, leaning, we all on serveGot a pocket full of money, we all on the birdI love my block, that`s my word, for real[Chorus][Z-Ro]It`s guaranteed set up shop on Ridgevan, nigga you gon bleedThe whole block is a crock pot boiling with undercovers Better stash your cheeseWhen a out of bounds nigga come around, he`ll end up on his kneesWe don`t tolerate short stopping around here, we got kids to feedAnd the jackers of the seven deedious, got tricks up they sleeveBut we don`t believe in magic, just plastic that make em cease to breatheFrom 11:30 to 11:30, we whip up P-I-E`sIn the kitchen on a mission, I`m Chef Boy-R-D O-B-EWhen the law come around it`s ghost town, the traffic be on freezeBut everybody reman they position, soon as them hoes leaveOff a million faces be cases, freedom is what they ceaseBut we make bond and go right back, to the block and serve fiendsP-C-P has us off any type of amphetamineShit that`d do you like Viagra, shit that`ll really make you leanR-I-D-G-E-M-O-N-T my block, my set, my teamNigga you outta bounds, and the penaltyIs a glock, a tech or beam[Chorus - 2x]

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