Bun B, 8Ball & MJG, MJG, Jazze Pha, 8Ball, David Banner and Rick Ross - My Block

[Chorus]
We run things round here
So I suggest you don't come around here
Boy you know you ain't from around here
So stand clear, And I'ma tell you what it is
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
Oha We run things round here
Whoa This is my black right here
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
This is my block, "Lay Down"
Oha We run things round here
Whoa This is my black right here

Well hold on now little buddy
Pump your breaks slow ya roll
Ease back on your throttle
Put your plans on hold
I don't care what ya sellin'
Or care what ya sold
I don't know what they was tellin' you or what you been told
This my block I got it locked down cold
And all dis right here this is under my control
I could really give a damn about the name on the sign
Cause as far as I'm concerned this is mine
You crossed the line playboy
You might as well make love to a mirror cause you playin' with yourself
We raise hell, we go hard, don't make me bring the drama to ya momma front yard
This is my block

[Chorus]

See you from outta town, so you don't know the rules
Round here homie we don't suffer no fools
We don't play wit no kids unless we done made em
We don't talk to police unless we done paid em
It's a code in these streets, you better learn it
And we don't just give out respect, you gotta earn it
And we don't hustle cause we wanna, cause we have to
God 1st, fam next, and all the rest after
We make money not the other way around
So don't you play around or we will lay you down
Coming from PA the town the land of the trill
Play your cards right or get yourself shuffled on the real
This is my block

[Chorus]

See this is my B-L-O-C-K
My Streets, and I got em on L-O-C-K
I walk around wit G-L-O-C-K
And I'ma keep it on C-O-C-K, OK
I represent PA, the west to the east
And you don't wanna war everybody gotta a piece
You think its sweet. until you catch a cavity
And that heat'ell make yo ass defy gravity
So do the math, connect the dots
See if you wanna do it to yourself or not
Don't get to close, cause you might get shot
Just do yourself a favor, get the f**k up out the spot
This is my Block

[Chorus]

Written by:
BERNARD FREEMAN, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, PHALON ALEXANDER, PHALON ANTON ALEXANDER

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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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