Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block

You either working or you slanging cocaine on my block

You had to hustle, cause that's how we was raised on my block

And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

On my block, to hang out was the thing back then

And even when you left out, you came back in

To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort, to Scott

Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots

Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots

On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac

Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high

And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by

That's me, dogg, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot

Niggas knew me back when I was stealing beers from Shamrock

And my nickname was Creepy, if Black June could see me

He'd be tripping, and I'd bet he still try to tease me My block, where everything is everything for sheezy

My block, we probably done it all homey believe me

My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy

My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me On my block, we duck the nigga, haters and the cops

*** a hotrod, we race Impalas, chromed, out

On my block, it ain't no different than the next block

Ya get drunk and pass out, and they back ya to the house

And when you wake up on the couch you going right back at it

On my block when ya that *** up they laugh at it

On my block, it's just another day in the heart

Of the Southside of Houston Texas, making your mark

On my block, we're cuing all the time, playing dominoes

Keep the Swishers sweet down until my Mama goes

Back inside ,, then we can fire

Pass it around a few times to get high My block, where everything is everything for sheezy

My block, we probably done it all homey believe me

My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy

My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me

My block, where everything is everything for sheezy

My block, we probably done it all homey believe me

My block, we made the impossible look easy, for sheezy

My block, I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me On my block, everybody business ain't ya business

What's going on in this house is staying here, comprende?

On my block, ya had to have that understanding

Cause if ya told Ms. Mattie, she went and told Gladys

And once ya mama got it, it was all on the wire

And when the word got back, they set yo' ass on fire

On my block, we got some 'Nam vets shell, shocked

Who never quite got right, now they inhale rocks

On my block, , it's like the world don't exist

We stay confined to this small little section we living in

Oh my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world

Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls

Born and raised on my block