Mobb Deep, A.C.D. - Block Life lyrics
[Mobb Deep, A.C.D. - Block Life lyrics]
Yo, my life story - based on a true story
We popped MAC's all growin' up
While y'all played story
We were playin' hide the cracks
While y'all played tag
I was a young gun learin' how to fight back
A 'lil rock head fuck, who neva learned shit
Who picked up a habit for the block life kid
A few cases, sit on the bench
Make conversation
Yo, there's party tonight, get the razors
"Dawg, but it's all goin' overboard"
I told 'em - "Dang god you
Tryin' to take a nigga arm"
We're like a brick
When we come smashin' through
A-C-D, M-O-B, nigga fuck it's you
We're straight thugs over here bo'
What the deal y'all?
Up in the staircase, post-up, long chrome
With the 4 long, closest I could reach my arm
Who wanna play target
Check out the name of the song it goes
Block - Life
What's the matter with your thugs
Block - Life
What's the matter with y'all's guns
Block - Life, everybody can't be on top
The Block - Life, can't stop, won't stop
Comin' up, I was a fuck up
Burnin' blunts up
Playin' dice with the older crowd
Puttin' dubs up
Some kids was into sports, I was into doe
You was mad cause you felt all I was stress
Cause the money was slow
Fractured my hand, I'm stashin' 'em
Before I'm bagged wit 'em
Plus my son got the Magnum
Wyldin' out in these young gun days
Young love days new to the game
But was curious about the fees
And them thick rope chains, I'm stuck on how
Niggas blew up off cocaine, and opened wide
In '88, when I first heard Jane
We got all the -
But the hood still remains the same
Old fiends, same drugs, new thugs
Same slugs, new crews with MAC's
With thoughts to push it back
Straight like that
Actin' up off Cognac, come through
Act hostile, but lay you flat, in the -
Yo, we use to play the lobby
Get bent see that was my favorite hobby
Watchin' my dawgs get off
Some even framed Ferrari's
Alot of school peers blew
Some even bought Ferrari's
Young thugs we grew
Still we're crashin' parties
Too all the shooks ones too
My crew'll bash & body
Dukes stuntin' witchu
Don't make us clap somebody
New rats and other run fast and
Tellin' friends who looked fat
We off the hook as the jook style
Years went by pages turned onto calendar
Trade in my Tray 8, copped the 40 Caliber
Kept it on me in school
Got shorty cuttin' out Algebra
Niggas always seemed cool
Others tryna to challenge us
Retaliation, got me trapped
With false accusation
Tossed cracks & graders, when
The ambs' invaded, madd congregation
Watchin' altercation go down
The rough frantic, when the hear the 4 pound
We popped MAC's all growin' up
While y'all played story
We were playin' hide the cracks
While y'all played tag
I was a young gun learin' how to fight back
A 'lil rock head fuck, who neva learned shit
Who picked up a habit for the block life kid
A few cases, sit on the bench
Make conversation
Yo, there's party tonight, get the razors
"Dawg, but it's all goin' overboard"
I told 'em - "Dang god you
Tryin' to take a nigga arm"
We're like a brick
When we come smashin' through
A-C-D, M-O-B, nigga fuck it's you
We're straight thugs over here bo'
What the deal y'all?
Up in the staircase, post-up, long chrome
With the 4 long, closest I could reach my arm
Who wanna play target
Check out the name of the song it goes
Block - Life
What's the matter with your thugs
Block - Life
What's the matter with y'all's guns
Block - Life, everybody can't be on top
The Block - Life, can't stop, won't stop
Comin' up, I was a fuck up
Burnin' blunts up
Playin' dice with the older crowd
Puttin' dubs up
Some kids was into sports, I was into doe
You was mad cause you felt all I was stress
Cause the money was slow
Fractured my hand, I'm stashin' 'em
Before I'm bagged wit 'em
Plus my son got the Magnum
Wyldin' out in these young gun days
Young love days new to the game
But was curious about the fees
And them thick rope chains, I'm stuck on how
Niggas blew up off cocaine, and opened wide
In '88, when I first heard Jane
We got all the -
But the hood still remains the same
Old fiends, same drugs, new thugs
Same slugs, new crews with MAC's
With thoughts to push it back
Straight like that
Actin' up off Cognac, come through
Act hostile, but lay you flat, in the -
Yo, we use to play the lobby
Get bent see that was my favorite hobby
Watchin' my dawgs get off
Some even framed Ferrari's
Alot of school peers blew
Some even bought Ferrari's
Young thugs we grew
Still we're crashin' parties
Too all the shooks ones too
My crew'll bash & body
Dukes stuntin' witchu
Don't make us clap somebody
New rats and other run fast and
Tellin' friends who looked fat
We off the hook as the jook style
Years went by pages turned onto calendar
Trade in my Tray 8, copped the 40 Caliber
Kept it on me in school
Got shorty cuttin' out Algebra
Niggas always seemed cool
Others tryna to challenge us
Retaliation, got me trapped
With false accusation
Tossed cracks & graders, when
The ambs' invaded, madd congregation
Watchin' altercation go down
The rough frantic, when the hear the 4 pound