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Hug the Block


The Game Lyrics

 

Hug the Block Lyrics

Hug the Block by The Game


[Verse 1]
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 too
You ain’t even give me a hug or a pound yet
Askin’ 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
sh*t be hurtin’ 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 too
Here’s somethin’ to toast to
I bought the weed, the blunts, you smoked that and the roach too

[Chorus]
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)

[Verse 2]
Over a b**ch, dawg? All this sh*t over a b**ch, dawg?
I mean, really, over this b**ch, 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 f**k you get soft
And start talkin’ behind my back like baby mamas when they p**sed off?
I couldn’t f**k with your energy when the sh*ts 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 sh*ts fall
I almost died, you ain’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?

[Chorus]
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)

[Verse 3]
I can’t believe this life took my pops
We fightin’ 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
f**k it, we could both die, all this sh*t is for nothin’
I’d kill my own brother, I ain’t bluffin’
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 hallucinatin’ like I’m off shrooms
But I’m not, you mad my life is a movie
And you been hatin’ since turnin’ off my cartoons
All this sh*t 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

[Chorus]
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)
(Calling) All this stress got me pourin’ shots
(Out to) Can’t hug my daddy so I hug the block
(All my) You supposed to be my family but I know you not (Family)

[Outro]
Calling all my family, yeah
Calling all my family



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