On The Block ft The Twins
The Twins Lyrics


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Love my block, Gulfbank and Antoine
That's the block, where I slept in them Vegas nigga
That the block that fed me food when my stomach
Was touching my back mayn
And I ain't gon lie, that's the block where I done
Plucked a few dope fiends, young nigga horny
Hot nuts, you know how it go
On my block, you can find my cap turned backwards
Chilling with some killas, guerillas and bad actors
In the back dice game, behind the sto'
Hearts broke cause Lil' Fo', done came in the do'
I'm dealing with big niggaz, that once was balling
Powder habit done went to crack, now they on the block hogging
After dark, is when the living dead start walking
Niggaz tripping on water bottles, they got for a quarter
Niggaz and hoes, getting they nose broke on the low
Steady losing weight, because they steady on the go
It's real, I feel every hood is the same
Everybody doing the same thang, trying to maintain
I'm trying to get on my feet, for crab and crawfish
But this water won't let me, got me falling off quick
It ain't all peaches and cream, like fake niggaz make it
Me and my niggaz smoking weed, and chilling in the Vacant

Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
North-South-West-East, cutty rep your street
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Bust shots kill cops, if you hate the police
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Crank the barbecue pit up, let's burn some meat
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
From Hollywood to Garden City, it's Gulf Bank bitch

I'm at a hoe house, while her nigga in jail
She putting her baby to sleep, so me and her can freak
I don't who who came befo' me, or who got next
I'm just trying to get the subject, of some head address
Everybody fucking everybody, that's understood
We just strap up, because them hood hoe's pussy good
And a nigga will be lying, and that includes me
If he say he ain't never fucked, one of them young freaks
They hustle all week, and hit the club on Saturday
Hit the park on Sunday, pool hall on Monday
They getting pilled out, until they pass out
After the club, we sleeping at them hoes house
And all our money right, where the fuck we left it
In the morning, we smoking on some weed for breakfast
Hit McDonalds, happy meal it is
Call it tricking if you want, but I love the kids what

Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
North-South-West-East, cutty rep your street
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Bust shots kill cops, if you hate the police
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Crank the barbecue pit up, let's burn some meat
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
From Hollywood to Garden City, it's Gulf Bank bitch

Homies in the Penn, thinking that they niggaz forgot em
But that's just the way it is, they know we thinking about em
Laws come we all run, in different directions
Throw your dope on me, we gon box when they leave
Putting it down on mix tapes, with Slim Thug and Watts
That's what build anticipation, for my album to drop
Youngsters quitting school, and they fail potential
Selling for selling dope, and buying dope fiend rentals
Some niggaz hustle to shine, and some for a living
The ones trying to shine, is the ones the laws getting
My real thugs, strive just to keep it alive
Selling water crack and weed, trying to make the block bleed
Ain't nothing fabricated, it's all the real truth
As I write I'm in the Penn, is some'ing being produced
I'm a victim of the game, it's a god damn shame
Everybody know the block, addicting like cocaine what

Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
North-South-West-East, cutty rep your street
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Bust shots kill cops, if you hate the police
Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
Crank the barbecue pit up, let's burn some meat




Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me
From Hollywood to Garden City, it's Gulf Bank bitch

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "On The Block" by The Twins ft The Twins paint a vivid picture of life on the streets, particularly in the Gulfbank and Antoine area. The artist reflects on the hardships and struggles faced growing up in this neighborhood, but also acknowledges the sense of community and support found there. The block is described as a place where the artist found shelter, food, and connections with people who looked out for them when times were tough. The mention of interacting with dope fiends highlights the harsh reality of drug addiction and the temptations present in this environment.


The second verse delves deeper into the gritty details of life on the block, painting a scene of dice games, broken hearts, and the presence of both former ballers turned crack addicts and young individuals getting caught up in the cycle of hustling to survive. The artist's observations showcase the complexities of street life, where relationships are fragile, and survival often means engaging in risky behaviors. The artist also touches on the pervasive nature of drug abuse and its impact on the community, emphasizing the struggle to break free from its grip.


Throughout the song, there is a sense of pride and loyalty to the block expressed by the artist. The repeated refrain "Ain't nobody gon love my block, like me" reinforces the idea of a deep connection to the neighborhood and a fierce sense of identity tied to it. The lyrics also touch on themes of rebellion against authority, with references to resisting police and a sense of camaraderie among those who call the block home. The mention of barbecues and neighborhood gatherings further highlights the sense of community and shared experiences that exist within this environment.


The final verse reflects on the harsh realities faced by those living on the block, including incarceration, struggles with addiction, and the constant hustle to survive. The artist acknowledges the challenges and sacrifices made by individuals in the pursuit of success, whether through legal means or illegal activities. Despite the hardships depicted, there is also a sense of resilience and determination portrayed in the lyrics, as the artist strives to stay true to their roots and represent their block with pride. Overall, "On The Block" provides a raw and honest portrayal of life in a marginalized community, shedding light on both the struggles and strengths found within it.


Line by Line Meaning

Love my block, Gulfbank and Antoine
I have a deep connection to my neighborhood, particularly the streets of Gulfbank and Antoine.


That's the block, where I slept in them Vegas nigga
This is the area where I spent restless nights surrounded by the hustle and bustle of Vegas.


That the block that fed me food when my stomach
This neighborhood provided me with food when I was hungry and struggling.


Was touching my back mayn
I was so hungry that my stomach felt like it was touching my back.


And I ain't gon lie, that's the block where I done
Truthfully, this is the place where I engaged in questionable activities.


Plucked a few dope fiends, young nigga horny
I took advantage of vulnerable drug addicts when I was young and eager.


Hot nuts, you know how it go
This is the harsh reality of life - engaging in risky behaviors and making poor choices.




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