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[C-Murder](Talking)Say Bass Heavy brahTurn that shit up ya digDe one here, ya muthafuckas ain`t bootin up on tha flo` (yeah boot up nigga or shut up)Lookin at that nigga KrazyListen to it (3rd ward)I wanna see a nigga get hurt of this shit yeah ya digWe makin moves niggaOn da block posted up ta get mine[C-Murder] (Chorus 2x)I`m on the block posted up Wit them thangs loaded upHope them folks don`t pull upCuz if they do then I`m stuckI`ma be in jail wit dat dig lookHair all nappy lookin like a fuckin crook[C-Murder]I`m on da block with them thangs loaded upI mean them toysFuck them niggas if they fuck with my me or my boysI`ma tru nigga don`t care bout nothing boyIf ya start frontin I`ma have ta start somethinFuck the whole worldIf they don`t like If I go to jail my old lady gonna ride meCuz I`ma thug a a lil` ghetto boy trapped in crimeI hope them folks don`t put up a take my muthafuckin dimesOn the block posted up and I`m down for whateverHave you been ride for yo shit, nigga neverCuz if I gotta gun (what) and he gotta gunShit I don`t give a fuck nigga I ain`t gone runIt`s degree but a pen in my future (in my future)That`s why I live how I liveCuz that`s all that I`m use taYou don`t wanna go to war and that`s realLil` nigga gotta chill cuz he might get killed[Chorus] 2x[???]I`m on the block tryin ta make some change I`m tired of being brokeSo I`ma get my money right and smoke some weed and cokeI couldn`t concentrate in school with the problems I hadWhen my brother went to jail is when I took the wrong pathThat`s when I had to step up and be the man ta make it rightEat and sleep all day and hustle, hustle all nightIf anybody need me well they can catch me be on the blockIn all black with a glock and a mouth full of rocksMuthafuckin cop straight fillin still totin glocksI`m on the block posted up chillin by the barbershopI told my nigga make the holla if them people pull upSo I can get the fuck cuz I ain`t tryin to get that dig look[???]I dig up in y`all like Min YawlFuck around and get ya head crackedPlaying with this tru dawg so back up off me lil` daddyBefore ya piss me offCarry max, gauges, choppers, and double barrel sawed-off We ain`t come ta have stuff, we came ta bust headsBurn houses to the pavement if we feel we gettinplayed, now everyday Hobbies is load and bust and knock a nigga leg offIf a bitch say somethin, now who be the rawest nigga T-R-U the most dangerousJust load`em up it ain`t no thang ta usWe maxing up a coming ta get cha Oh fake ass niggas gonna make us split chaOn the block with the rocks getting richa, the picture[Chorus] 2x[C-Murder]Hum brah

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