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Bun B My Block

is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" Ohaaaaaa We run things round here Whooaaa This is my

This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" Ohaaaaaa We run things round here Whooaaa This is my

I got my flag on so you know I be Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so you know I be flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so

- a lot of girls - and a lot of cursing Twenty-two automatic on my person Got my hand in my pocket and my finger's on the trigger My posse's gettin' big - and my

B-K all day East Side Rip Ridaz It's a B-K all day East Side Rip Ridaz It's a B-K all day East Side Rip RidazIt's a B-K all day Cause it's still East

had to push, don't cross that road before you look, don't judge my cover, read my book, my hoe put money off in my hands, stash filled up like rubber bands, Its like T.I.P my

drink, big money, we- (AYE!) Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!) I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed [Bun B

will eat you alive I'ma grip my grain, and cock my gun And show these mother fuckers how its done When your late night creepin..... [chorus (Bun B)]

lit up!) You wanna be like Bun Beeta, step yo feet up, Nigga this is playa school, pay attention sit up! (nigga sit up!) Cause Big Daddy's on the block (block