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Trouble

Cypress Hill

The Sinister Urge [Bonus CD]

2001

[B-Real]
It's been a while now
Been around the block many miles 
Many faces, many places 
That I found ?friend's? traces
Where I spend time,

Trouble

Cypress Hill

Stoned Raiders

2001

[B-Real]
It's been a while now
Been around the block many miles 
Many faces, many places 
That I found ?friend's? traces
Where I spend time,

Rep 2 tha Fullest

Freddie Gibbs

Str8 Killa

2010

to the fullest
Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking
Every block, every hood we proud of pushing)
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by

Welcome 2 Houston

Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

and raised on the stead block, braids no dreadlocks
Married to the hood, me and Scenic Woods wedlock
Acres Homes my home, I'm a Northside veteran
Repping

his ankle brace
Was gettin' chased down block for a bunch of reasons
If you was learnin' how to fly, then it was huntin' season
And if you learnin'

I was 17
Born on the side of town where them killers ride around
Pull up on the block with a block, gon tie it down
Pistol in his pants and he

time on my grind trynna make a pay
Hey I'm still postin' on the same block
The same hoodin' still duckin' from the same cops
I try hard but the life

a broken mind
Ya whole block is fucked
Whole family is cryin', when the guns go bust
I went from Jersey to Cali, nigga
I seen it all
When niggas get they

more to say but, ShittyBoyz

Sometimes, it ain't about the shine, it's the grind
Sometimes, it ain't gon be your time, wait in line
Sometimes, it

When The Shit Hits The Fan

Circle Jerks

Golden Shower of Hits

1983

the fan

Just get by
However we can
We all have to duck
When the shit hits the fan

Soup lines
Free loaves of bread
Five-pound blocks of cheese

on line
when they call boy I bet he on time
he a rat he gon’ make it home fine
hit the block n I bet he gon’ die
Cadi on 4’s”
tryna fuck n a baddie on board

the kitchen with the drugs tryna make a dish
Hit the block with some rocks watch me make a flip
Nigga shot my fucking brother always made me flip
He locked down

Shawty she bad but she know that she a free throw 
I'm the big dog on the block like D-Bo
I'm a play the keys to her heart like C-Note
Hit him with

Girl you steady playing mind games why you block me 
Then you call me girl you driving me insane and I know 
You love the way how I'm blowing up your

I aint have to hit the block
I played the point like Kyrie Irving
He say he poppin perks and let the wheel go
It was swerving
I aint never mean

Spitting crack dunno
I spin the block dunno
I see a feign here a pack he’ll be back dunno
My click clack dunno
Big Mac dunno
Break back dunno
Tic tok

Früher ein Dürüm am Block, heute essen wir nur Lobster
Sie wollten mich früher nicht haben dafür haben sie jetzt ein Monster
Meine Jungs laufen mit

All of these kids rocking with me so they try to block my sound
Say I fell off, shit how? I'm on the top sit down (Woah)
They don't want me to glow,

Pull up to yo block and I slide
Got yo bitch she begging to ride
You don’t wanna hit my line
Less it’s for a 39
Beanie icing up the time
So call me

take all the commotion
Keep on running up my line
And I'ma have to block your number
I'm a loner, I don’t chill with no one
Why you in my DM’s hoe? I

and wilted willow tree sits solemnly as its limbs talk
To the ever-present man who sleeps on open corners of city blocks
A pair of sparrows whispering on lines

included
Cause you seen me on block shit hot yours truly back in business
Yeah
Holdup wait a minute
It should be raining fetti the way a nigga been winning

Uh
Knock knock
Knock, uh
Who's there?
Yea, hotshots on the block
Go pop pop, who cares?
New chair
Big boss, big stocks
New shares, ooh yea
Ooh yea

the Rolls
I just that you should know I spin your block and wet it
30 shots come out the pole
And I put that on the gang you not the one I been it
Hit my line