C-murder - On Da Block lyrics

[C-Murder](Talking) Say Ba** Heavy brah Turn that sh** up ya dig De one here, ya muthaf**as ain't bootin up on tha flo' (yeah boot up n***a or shut up) Lookin at that n***a Krazy Listen to it (3rd ward) I wanna see a n***a get hurt of this sh** yeah ya dig We makin moves n***a On da block posted up ta get mine [C-Murder] (Chorus 2x) I'm on the block posted up Wit them thangs loaded up Hope them folks don't pull up Cuz if they do then I'm stuck I'ma be in jail wit dat dig look Hair all nappy lookin like a f**in crook [C-Murder] I'm on da block with them thangs loaded up I mean them toys f** them n***as if they f** with my me or my boys I'ma tru n***a don't care bout nothing boy If ya start frontin I'ma have ta start somethin f** the whole world If they don't like If I go to jail my old lady gonna ride me Cuz I'ma thug a a lil' ghetto boy trapped in crime I hope them folks don't put up a take my muthaf**in dimes On the block posted up and I'm down for whatever Have you been ride for yo sh**, n***a never Cuz if I gotta gun (what) and he gotta gun sh** I don't give a f** n***a I ain't gone run It's degree but a pen in my future (in my future) That's why I live how I live Cuz that's all that I'm use ta You don't wanna go to war and that's real Lil' n***a gotta chill cuz he might get k**ed [Chorus] 2x [???] I'm on the block tryin ta make some change I'm tired of being broke So I'ma get my money right and smoke some weed and coke I couldn't concentrate in school with the problems I had When my brother went to jail is when I took the wrong path That's when I had to step up and be the man ta make it right Eat and sleep all day and hustle, hustle all night If anybody need me well they can catch me be on the block In all black with a glock and a mouth full of rocks Muthaf**in cop straight fillin still totin glocks I'm on the block posted up chillin by the barbershop I told my n***a make the holla if them people pull up So I can get the f** cuz I ain't tryin to get that dig look [???] I dig up in y'all like Min Yawl f** around and get ya head cracked Playing with this tru dawg so back up off me lil' daddy Before ya piss me off Carry max, gauges, choppers, and double barrel sawed-off We ain't come ta have stuff, we came ta bust heads Burn houses to the pavement if we feel we gettin Played, now everyday Hobbies is load and bust and knock a n***a leg off If a b**h say somethin, now who be the rawest n***a T-R-U the most dangerous Just load'em up it ain't no thang ta us We maxing up a coming ta get cha Oh fake a** n***as gonna make us split cha On the block with the rocks getting richa, the picture [Chorus] 2x [C-Murder] Hum brah