| Master P | |
| Gameface | |
| The Block | |
| (Intro) | |
| This one here goes out, to the Ghetto | |
| To the Street corneres | |
| To the homeless thats duckin and dodgen the police | |
| To the soldiers thats out there puttin in work | |
| To the soldiers out there thats makin it Happen | |
| Straitback to the Penitentary | |
| (Chorus 2x) | |
| Thugs on the block, Drugs on the Block | |
| Aint no love on the block, So we keep them thangs cocked | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| Six in the mornin', Nine at night | |
| Feinds beatin on the window, Lookin for tha crack Pipe | |
| Mamma wasn't home, Said she went to bingo | |
| Daddys at the bar, Tryin to get the drinks for | |
| Me and my litte Brother, Just a young Nigga | |
| And for the Homies that aint here, pour out a little liqour | |
| We dont Gangbang, just crack deal | |
| Motorbike, ten speeds, never rode a big wheel | |
| Find me on the front porch, Blaze the indo | |
| Runnin from tha cops with tha homies by tha liqour store | |
| Somebody hit tha stach box, Pass me tha match doc | |
| C-P-3, Caliope livin like tha worlock | |
| (Chorus 4x) | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| This one for my young niggaz, don't be no dumb niggaz | |
| Go to a gun fight, wit out a gun niggaz | |
| We chasin riches, we love bitches | |
| Ghetto ballin, sittin on twenty inch switches | |
| At the club, Show me love | |
| And all my No Limit Soldiers shake the scrubs | |
| We hard hittaz, Thug figgaz | |
| Ghetto millionairs, one-hundred percent real niggaz | |
| Grew up on corn flakes, wit the water | |
| Learn to turn a powdered eggs, Into quarters | |
| Wonder why we out here, And how we got here | |
| Aint no turnin back, Cuz we was put to work to die here | |
| (Chorus 4x) |
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