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The Game

Hug The Block

 

Hug The Block

(album: Born 2 Rap - 2019)


My daddy died, I paid for his whole funeral
I get it, I was supposed to
But after that, if you knew what I had to go through
You would understand why I wanted inside that hole to
You ain't even give me a hug or a pound yet
Asking for money daddy ain't even in the ground yet
That ain't what bros do
How you spend your whole life with a stranger you call your brother that don't know you
2006 Bentley coupe parked at Nobu
I was your bulletproof vest when them Crips tried to smoke you
Shit be hurting my heart so I approached you
We on the same team but you think I'm tryna coach you
I was in first class I looked back you was mad so I gave up my seat and sat in coach to
Here's something to toast to
I bought the weed the blunts you smoked that and the roach to

All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not

Over a bitch dawg, all this shit over a bitch dawg
I mean really over this bitch dawg
I was LeBron, you were supposed to be my Rich Paul
Baby to Slim when a nigga got rich dawg
But your love turn to hate that's what we split for
When the fuck you get soft
And start talking behind my back like baby mamas when they pissed off
I couldn't fuck with your energy when the shits off
Hate it or love it video inside that 64
Me and 50 was the twin towers
You hit us from the inside and watch both them shits fall
I almost died you didn't save me then
You ain't patch the bullet holes in my Mercedes Benz
You hate me now, you hate me then
I remember the way you looked at me in my baby crib
My brother's keeper, right?

All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not

I can't believe this life took my pops
We fighting each other and we both look like pops
Nah, I take that back I look like pops
And when I see you you look like opps
You look like Biggie, I look like Pac
Fuck it we can both die, all this shit is for nothing
I'd kill my own brother I ain't bluffing
It's a temptation of mine and you look like David Ruffin
I can see you all my enemies in a dark room
Or maybe I'm hallucinating like I'm off shrooms
But I'm not, you mad my life is a movie
And you been hating since turning off my cartoons
All this shit bottled inside I'm bout to blow up
Pimp the butterflies in my stomach before I throw up
So what I got this Hennessy, it's time to pour up
You 44 years old nigga, it's time to grow up

All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pouring shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not

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