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The Block Video (MV)




Performed By: John Blaze
Length: 2:52
Written by: John Steele




John Blaze - The Block Lyrics
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Im ridin thru the streets
Smokin while im rollin down my block
Eyes in the rearview
I dont wanna run into the cops
Always on a paper chase
I hustle hard i dont know when to stop
The haters wanna se you fall
Dont wanna see you pull up off the lot
(Oh)
But whatever
I go so hard i do it for the block
(Oh)
When i hustle
I go so hard i dont know when to stop
Baggin up til my arms tired
Touchin bread til my palms tired
Big homie hit me from the fed joint
And said talk that shit til my jaws tired
Gotta stay sharp like barb wire
On the road blowin thats a car fire
Cross us and we all ridin
Try and take me out and we all dyin
Thats fasho
Its dangerous in these streets
So i dont go nowhere without my glock
Consistent with that work
Streets is hiring i cant find no job
I cant wait to get home
Vacate the hood because its hot
I put my all in
No choice i gotta give it all i got
(Oh)
But whatever
I go so hard i do it for the block
(Oh)
When i hustle
I go so hard i dont know when to stop
Baggin up til my arms tired
Touchin bread til my palms tired
Big homie hit me from the fed joint
And said talk that shit til my jaws tired
Gotta stay sharp like barb wire
On the road blowin thats a car fire
Cross us and we all ridin
Try and take me out and we all dyin
Thats fasho
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Im ridin thru the streets
Smokin while im rollin down my block
Eyes in the rearview
I dont wanna run into the cops
Always on a paper chase
I hustle hard i dont know when to stop
The haters wanna se you fall
Dont wanna see you pull up off the lot
(Oh)
But whatever
I go so hard i do it for the block
(Oh)
When i hustle
I go so hard i dont know when to stop
Baggin up til my arms tired
Touchin bread til my palms tired
Big homie hit me from the fed joint
And said talk that shit til my jaws tired
Gotta stay sharp like barb wire
On the road blowin thats a car fire
Cross us and we all ridin
Try and take me out and we all dyin
Thats fasho
Its dangerous in these streets
So i dont go nowhere without my glock
Consistent with that work
Streets is hiring i cant find no job
I cant wait to get home
Vacate the hood because its hot
I put my all in
No choice i gotta give it all i got
(Oh)
But whatever
I go so hard i do it for the block
(Oh)
When i hustle
I go so hard i dont know when to stop
Baggin up til my arms tired
Touchin bread til my palms tired
Big homie hit me from the fed joint
And said talk that shit til my jaws tired
Gotta stay sharp like barb wire
On the road blowin thats a car fire
Cross us and we all ridin
Try and take me out and we all dyin
Thats fasho
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Writer: John Steele
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