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The Game – Hug the Block Lyrics

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[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
Shit 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 bitch, dawg? All this shit over a bitch, dawg?
I mean, really, over this bitch, 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 fuck you get soft
And start talkin’ behind my back like baby mamas when they pissed off?
I couldn’t fuck with your energy when the shits 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 shits 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
Fuck it, we could both die, all this shit 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 shit 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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