This is a song about "Selling weed on the block"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

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

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Now you only selling bars, under the cash register. don't hate on me,

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

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive