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Mobb Deep - Block Life - текст песни, видео

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(feat. ACD) 

[Verse 1: Prodigy] 
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... 

[Chorus: Prodigy] 
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 

[Verse 2: ACD] 
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 
Niggaz 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 - 

[Chorus: Prodigy] 

[Verse 3: Havoc] 
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 
Niggaz 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 

[Chorus: Prodigy]
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