Boys in the hood boys in the hood
Blunts rolling em up, shit pouring the Yak
I don't fuck with these niggas
You better learn and adapt
Told my bitch to run it back
Buss it on a nigga, got her coming back
Shit, racks on the table, I can send a pack
Wide receiver, wide receiver
Who the quarterback better check my zodiac
I done came up out the house
Couldn't give a fuck bout a total
If I see you, I don't fuck with you
Gon' act I don't know you
Got some niggas in the city
If it ain't about no paper
Talking "Stevie lost some money
I can show you how to bounce it back
Pussy nigga mind your business
I'm a connoisseur better check my monitor
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
Just a kid from the block
Never what I was not not a thug, I was shot
Fell in love with the chop
I'ma pride for the op, silent Bob to a cop
Randall LT burg west crook and wop
Don't look like it's your bih
Cripple six in your clique
Hit nickel sex with it zip
Blowin big with a blood and i just
Don't leave a print when you got a glove
I got love for the one to be tuned in
Didn't get two cent it was too thin
Two tied up into a tube bin
Threw two for the one to just move in
Too real to quit when it true win
Think back to the time on a two tin
Ride with two bad bitches in a whip
Thinking damn two bad bitches ain't shit
Half 'em can't sit still for two seconds
Maybe too slow to catch us
Maybe too slow to get this
You know they go through directions
These hoes too nosy too reckless
Run out of weapons when sexin'
Keep your two cents and suggestions (swerve)
Too lit with a nigga watch what i do with it
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
Nigga like me straight from the gutter
Repping Blake Ave and Sutter
Don't get popped like some corn
My niggas don't play with that butter
Word to my grandaddy mother
Run up on em st-st-st-stutter
Tell me who you better than (better than)
I don't fuck around nigga I'm celibate
If it ain't bout no money it's irrelevant
Hit the gas why you mad you still peddlin'
I'm so sick of all these haters (are you)
I'm from the land of surprise
Full of backstabbers and knives
Some of my niggas didn't make it
It's about how big is your heart
Not about your physical size
Swear to sell nothing but the truth
Won't tell now one single lie
Daddy said let me see where you stay
Tell me you get what you pay
If you want time you too late
Never try to bank karma good day
All about them chips Frito Lay
Commas ain't no astronomical way
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
Bitch I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block
I was groomed by the block