From The Block Songtext
von Fenix Flexin

Cuddie Joe on this motherf-
I′m with DBE, we came from the streets, nigga
I just poured a four in a Fanta peach

I'm with DBE, we came from the streets (that′s the D-Block)
We done got it out the mud, all we know is eat (servin' rerock)
Ayy, I ain't lackin′, boy, I′m packin' heat (boy, I′m packin' heat)
Ayy, this yo′ bitch, I turned her to a freak (oo!)
Ayy, I'm with DBE, bitch, we totin′ chops (totin' chops)
All up on the Billboard, we came from the block (we came from the block)
I remember I was broke, now I rock Gucci socks (ayy)
Bando Baby 29 gon' let that Ruger pop (buh, buh)

So much percie in my body, it don′t work on me
I know some niggas in my city wanna murder me
I got rich and now I see these niggas turn on me
And that is really burnin′ me, I'm chillin′ in some Burberry

My nigga caught a body out in Fairfax, he air it out
Drugs up in my body, all the drama, I can't hear that
Draco on me body like designer, he gon′ wear that
Wear my AP and my Rollie, I compare that


And I'm still up in my kitchen (kitchen), I can make a brick flip
Really got me feelin′ like a misfit
I'm with Fenix and he flexin', my hitter bring the TEC in
Told that bitch her pussy impressive (uh)

I′m with DBE, we came from the streets (that′s the D-Block)
We done got it out the mud, all we know is eat (servin' rerock)
Ayy, I ain′t lackin', boy, I′m packin' heat (boy, I′m packin' heat)
Ayy, this yo' bitch, I turned her to a freak (oo!)
Ayy, I′m with DBE, bitch, we totin′ chops (totin' chops)
All up on the Billboard, we came from the block (we came from the block)
I remember I was broke, now I rock Gucci socks (ayy)
Bando Baby 29 gon′ let that Ruger pop (buh, buh)

If she ain't got no Rollie, she ain′t one of us
Share her location with me and she does not fuss
She need some ecstasy to see her through the night
From LAX, I just put that bitch on a flight-flight (skeet-skeet)

Bando 29, the Ruger go skeet-skeet
One green light and that's yo′ funeral, skeet-skeet
Diamonds Aquafina, call them Aquafi-fi
OT, trappin' out a B&B, skeet-skeet


You know I'm the nigga made it filthy rich (rich)
Lil′ London nigga from the mud, can′t change that
I'm a bad friend you′re a part for my main frame
Percocets, Percocets, that's nearly end (yeah, yeah)

I′m with DBE, we came from the streets (that's the D-Block)
We done got it out the mud, all we know is eat (servin′ rerock)
Ayy, I ain't lackin', boy, I′m packin′ heat (boy, I'm packin′ heat)
Ayy, this yo' bitch, I turned her to a freak (oo!)
Ayy, I′m with DBE, bitch, we totin' chops (totin′ chops)
All up on the Billboard, we came from the block (we came from the block)
I remember I was broke, now I rock Gucci socks (ayy)
Bando Baby 29 gon' let that Ruger pop (buh, buh)

Cuddie Joe on this motherf-