[Mr. Doctor] Chorus x2:
This sh** is on
I got love for the blocc
Let 'em know for the blocc n***a yeah
This sh** is on
I got love for the blocc
Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah
[Mr. Doctor]
Crossed the tracks, out at Burbank High
Late night, n***a felt nice
Came in through the hole in the fence
Threw up the mighty 9
Bloccstyle
Homies had the spot sewed up mutha f**as
Rollin' wit the G-B-C down as f**
All the O-G's showed us what's up
Every real n***a from 29th street
Kicked up a gang of dust
True, this is why we dedicate the rhyme
To the n***as from the G-B-C, rollin' wit deuce nine
What's the wild straight deuces'?
And while the set's in the city of Sac
Ain't got no truces
How it hurt when the homie Chaka-Loc moved on
How it hurt when the homey Q-Ball was gone
n***a this is how we livin'
And ain't nobody gave a f**
While you n***as bullsh**tin'
Rival k**a, murder his a**
In his f*ggot a** set
With his b**h made n***as
At the hamburger stand
n***as don't understand
How the f** a b**h gonna stay out on the spot
Wit no love for the blocc
This is how it's done n***a
I got love for the blocc
Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah
[Hook] x 2
[Brotha Lynch]
24 in the mornin' and I'm high as f**
Had the jack-off motion
12 gauge in my trunk
Plus that bomb a** chronic from the Garden Blocc
And that mutha f**a Doc had a Glock
So I was coo
Coo like the brew I be sippin' on
Get yo gut rippin' on
Wit yo what
Wit yo millimeter chrome
See the only thing I see doin' is
Gettin' high in the sky
And I like to ruin kids
Wit my 9 millimeter
Strap up, seat up
f** wit the Garden Blocc
And get yo busta a** beat up
See what you do is like feel me on some sh**
And I'm a stay high, way high
Just in case my dome split, home sicc
For the mutha f**in' season, of the sicc
Cuz you know how others get
When I get to spittin' sh**
Isn't it a mutha f**in' shame
n***as wanna k** me
But still we became, indo'd out
And ain't no mutha f**in' doubtin' me
Me setripin' n***as apart
Like a ear blow fatality
Yeah, this is how it's done n***a
I got love for the blocc
Four times for the blocc n***a yeah
[Hook] x 2
[Mr. Doctor]
St. Ides brew, a joint to the face
Seven n***as deep
Miller Park was the place
Mackin' to a ho, spittin' my sh**
Kept my fingers round a gat
To protect my click from punk sh**
n***a check
Eleven o'clock, the park's hot
I'm watchin' out for n***as wit a gat for the Doc
You know, a mutha f**in' gangsta scene
Wit real n***as that bang
They real n***as on they own team
Straight k**as, down for they sh**
I seen the Creek, the East
The Heights, the Park, the View sh**!
The rivals is mutha f**in' deep
Stay wit the set locs
Damn, we only seven G's but yo
n***as we got the straps and uhh
Plus we ain't sleepin' so what
Mutha f**as watch yo backs
Chill though, spit to the hoes, k**ed the foes (or fo's)
And watch out for the ricochet rolls yeah
Cuz that's life in the city, cross the South Sac
Garden Blocc, deuce nine, much love, no pity
This is how it's done n***a
I got love for the blocc
Nine times for the blocc n***a yeah
[Hook] x 2