Take it rough For the block boy, take it rough Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block Ya either workin or ya slangin cocaine on my block Ya had to hustle, cuz that's how we was raised on my block And ya stayed on ya hop until ya made you a knot On my block, to hangout was the thang back then And even when ya left out, ya came back in To my block, from Holloway, Belfort, to Scott Reed rooad, to flocks we load the spots Sold weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots On yo' block you probably breed a fat pad of Tupac Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee-high And even when it was stormin outside, that nigga'd be by That's me dawg, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot Niggaz knew me back when I was stealin bell from Shamrock And my nickname was Creepy, if Black June could see me He'd be, trippin - and I'd bet he still try to tease me My block - where everything is everything fa sheezy My block - we probably done it all homey believe me My block - we made the impossible look easy, fa sheezy My block - I'd never leave my block, my niggaz need me