This is a song about "9 millis on the block nigga"

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

On the block with binoculars

And don't make vibrations stop

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Your the new kid on the block

I make her cum a lot

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Back when the wu tang clan were on the block//