(feat. Brotha Lynch Hung, Foe Loco) [Hook: Doc] Finally the sun went down in the hood and I was budded Dice game and fat sacks a indo Service with high
Cuz nigga we budded at the brain cell and blue down Niggas don't show they face unless they locs blue rides blue flags everyone else was fuccin hoes
the blocc nigga yeah [Mr. Doctor] Crossed the Crypts out of Burbank high Late night, nigga felt nice Came in through the hole in the fence Threw up the mighty 9 Bloccstyle
the motha fuccin Med Center Trama For twenty-two days I did the days I did the stay Got out and started bacc on the campaign representin loc It's Mr.
crept on them niggas straight knoccin em out the blocc Mo murder mo murder ears ringin from the gun shots [Doc] Try to peep this 29th Street Garden Blocc, Mr
the helicopter And we not knowin what to tell our doctor A couple of hits'll have ya fiendin 24 street dick And break em off proper [Mr. Doctor] Now