Brotha Lynch Hung - Bloccstyle lyrics

[Mr. Doctor] Chorus x2: This sh** is on I got love for the blocc Let 'em know for the blocc n***a yeah This sh** is on I got love for the blocc Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah [Mr. Doctor] Crossed the tracks, out at Burbank High Late night, n***a felt nice Came in through the hole in the fence Threw up the mighty 9 Bloccstyle Homies had the spot sewed up mutha f**as Rollin' wit the G-B-C down as f** All the O-G's showed us what's up Every real n***a from 29th street Kicked up a gang of dust True, this is why we dedicate the rhyme To the n***as from the G-B-C, rollin' wit deuce nine What's the wild straight deuces'? And while the set's in the city of Sac Ain't got no truces How it hurt when the homie Chaka-Loc moved on How it hurt when the homey Q-Ball was gone n***a this is how we livin' And ain't nobody gave a f** While you n***as bullsh**tin' Rival k**a, murder his a** In his f*ggot a** set With his b**h made n***as At the hamburger stand n***as don't understand How the f** a b**h gonna stay out on the spot Wit no love for the blocc This is how it's done n***a I got love for the blocc Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah [Hook] x 2 [Brotha Lynch] 24 in the mornin' and I'm high as f** Had the jack-off motion 12 gauge in my trunk Plus that bomb a** chronic from the Garden Blocc And that mutha f**a Doc had a Glock So I was coo Coo like the brew I be 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 f** wit the Garden Blocc And get yo busta a** beat up See what you do is like feel me on some sh** And I'm a stay high, way high Just in case my dome split, home sicc For the mutha f**in' season, of the sicc Cuz you know how others get When I get to spittin' sh** Isn't it a mutha f**in' shame n***as wanna k** me But still we became, indo'd out And ain't no mutha f**in' doubtin' me Me setripin' n***as apart Like a ear blow fatality Yeah, this is how it's done n***a I got love for the blocc Four times for the blocc n***a yeah [Hook] x 2 [Mr. Doctor] St. Ides brew, a joint to the face Seven n***as deep Miller Park was the place Mackin' to a ho, spittin' my sh** Kept my fingers round a gat To protect my click from punk sh** n***a check Eleven o'clock, the park's hot I'm watchin' out for n***as wit a gat for the Doc You know, a mutha f**in' gangsta scene Wit real n***as that bang They real n***as on they own team Straight k**as, down for they sh** I seen the Creek, the East The Heights, the Park, the View sh**! The rivals is mutha f**in' deep Stay wit the set locs Damn, we only seven G's but yo n***as we got the straps and uhh Plus we ain't sleepin' so what Mutha f**as watch yo backs Chill though, spit to the hoes, k**ed the foes (or fo's) And watch out for the ricochet rolls 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 n***a I got love for the blocc Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah [Hook] x 2