Happen Straitback to the Penitentary (Chorus 2x) Aint no love on the block, So we keep them thangs cocked Thugs on the block, Drugs on the Block (Verse
Tercüme: Master P. Blok.
soldiers out there thats makin it Happen Straitback to the Penitentary (Chorus 2x) Thugs on the block, Drugs on the Block Aint no love on the block,
your transistor Transmitter audio wears through your system Sub-sonic mega bolt base from the kickin' Ghetto blaster blastin' on your block Pumpin' out
Nas " Yo Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers Was years back, before Nasir would explore a career in rap As a music dude, I mastered
diary (Dear diary) Mr, Mr. Scarface, some of that old shit, you ready? Yeah, I'm ready I locks and load, cock and spray Hit you niggas from a block
niggaz, louder, real niggaz, louder, louder Real niggaz, yo, real niggaz Yo, yo, yo, it's Funk Doc, I thought you knew P P P in the back an' they parkin
to mincemeat Human means T, O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my album No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block
?s Hot for a minute now you just don?t remember him I?ve been a master since P was no limitin? Stick to sayin?, no gimmickin?, no mimickin? Q infinitin? down old blocks
everywhere we go Hey, it's nynuk who stole the show So for all you party people who are in a state of shock We're the new kids on the block! Chillin
Oh yes, I'm that master rap I'm the cold cap (echo) I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for
ready to put the lead on ya How would you like it if a nigga was broke an' came fed on ya? That's why I'm still on my P's an' Q's Readin' fools I'm known
sky out Broke niggas make the best crooks, ya best look Over your shoulder if you's a high roller Knuckle head fool wit that master plan Yeah, got
Dappy: Yeah it's D A P's To The Y and its time for some, look its time for some excercise i mean sexercise! I aint On Buying you flowers im on getting
is faster than any jet I'm down the block, and you ain't even start your engine yet I use to hustle on the block for rent Met P and I ain't came out
at this niggaz longevity, to make a big play But then it might be a mistake 'Cuz if I get sent to D C, I'm sendin' dice to DE With three P's, so when
T, O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my album No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the
when it's next to my post Fuck a present gimme a yacht master, regular bezzy Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the block You got a gut feeling
