Текст (слова) песни: Mr. Doctor f Brotha Lynch Hung - Bloccstyle

 
[Mr. Doctor] Chorus x2: 
This shit is on 
I got love for the blocc 
Let ‘em know for the blocc nigga yeah 
This shit is on 
I got love for the blocc 
Nine times for the blocc nigga yeah 
 
[Mr. Doctor] 
Crossed the Crypts out of Burbank high 
Late night, nigga felt nice 
Came in through the hole in the fence 
Threw up the mighty 9 
Bloccstyle 
Homies had to spot some dumb mutha fuckas 
Rollin` wit the G-B-C down ass fuck 
All the O-G`s showed us what`s up 
Every real nigga from 29th street 
Kicked up a gang of dust 
True, this is why we dedicate the rhyme 
To the niggas from the G-B-C, rollin` wit deuce nine 
What`s the wild straight deucin`? 
And why the sets in the city of Sac 
Ain`t got no truces 
How it hurt when the homie Chocalote moved on 
How it hurt the homie Q-Ball was gone 
Nigga this is how we livin` 
And ain`t nobody gave a fuck 
Why you niggas bullshittin` 
Rival killa, murder his ass 
In his faggot ass set 
Wit his bitch made niggas 
At the hamburger stand 
Niggas don`t understand 
How the fuck a bitch gonna see out on the spot 
Wit no love for the blocc 
This is how it`s done nigga 
I got love for the blocc 
Nine times for the blocc nigga yeah 
 
[Chorus] x 2 
 
[Brotha Lynch] 
24 in the mornin` and I`m high as fuck 
Had the jack-off motion 
12 gauge in my trunk 
Plus that bomb ass chronic from the Garden Blocc 
And that mutha fucka Doc had a glock 
So I was coo 
Coo like the brew I see sippin` on 
Get yo gut rippin` on 
Wit yo what 
Wit yo millimeter chrome 
See the only thing I see doin` is 
Gettin` high in the sky 
And I like to ruin kids 
Wit my 9 millimeter 
Strap up, seat up 
Fuck wit the Garden Blocc 
And get yo busta ass beat up 
See what you do is like fill me on some shit 
And I`m a stay high, way high 
Just in case my dome split, home sicc 
For the mutha fuckin` season, of the sicc 
Cuz you know how others get 
When I get to spittin` shit 
Isn`t it a mutha fuckin` shame 
Niggas wanna kill me 
But still we became, indo`d out 
And ain`t no mutha fuckin` doubt 
Me setripin` niggas apart 
Like a ear blow fatality 
Yeah, this is how it`s done nigga 
I got love for the blocc 
Four times for the blocc nigga yeah 
 
[Chorus] x 2 
 
[Mr. Doctor] 
St. Ides brew, a joint to the face 
Seven niggas deep 
Miller Park was the place 
Mackin` to a ho, spittin` my shit 
Kept my fingers round a gat 
To protect my click from punk shit 
Nigga check 
Eleven o`clock, the park`s hot 
I`m watchin` out for niggas wit a gat for the Doc 
You know, a mutha fuckin` gangsta scene 
Wit real niggas that bang 
They real niggas on they own team 
Straight killas, down for they shit 
I seen the Creek, the East, 
The Heights, the Park, the View shit! 
The rivals is mutha fuckin` deep 
Stay wit the set locs 
Damn, we only seven G`s [?] 
Niggas we got the straps and ugh 
Plus we ain`t sleepin` so what 
Mutha fuckas watch yo backs 
Chill though, spit to the hoes, killed the folks 
And watch out for the ricochet gross yeah 
Cuz that`s life in the city, cross the South Sac 
Garden Blocc, deuce nine, much love, no pity 
This is how it`s done nigga 
I got love for the blocc 
Nine times for the blocc nigga yeah 
 
[Chorus] x 2
 

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