Lyrics:
we die, now now now now,
Picture us rolling, in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin',
Who? me and my girlfriend.
[Chorus]
[Ace Hood]
I
They tryin’ to take our style again
Rap circles ‘round you niggas
Like venn diagrams
Ya paper’s out of order hater
Dial Again
Kwency Jones is dialed in
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
the hood na na na na na
King kong
Na me dey sing song
Them dey vex cause me na bad pass
Because I make cash yeh
I woke up in the Bugatti
Only ghetto people
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
murdered her,
Witness the vision first hand plumping master of source of us
[Jim Jones]
By the, grace of Capo, in the moment of silence, in the mist
ain't a soda, can't you smell the aroma
Call cuna to collab, he ready to go half
Remix, remix, got a zip in the lab
So I got it broke up, Twan told me
You can catch me in the hood smokin' good, posted on the lot
Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block
The hood smokin' good,
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood (uh-uh)
Girl, in my eyes you the baddest
The reason why I love you, you don't like me 'cause my status
I
that's the life of the good life, sometimes niggas act trife
I paid the price throughout my hood life
Remember I got blasted, now that's in the past kid
that's the life of the good life, sometimes niggas act trife
I paid the price throughout my hood life
Remember I got blasted, now that's in the past kid
[Intro/Chorus fading in and out in background]
Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...)
Jim Jones nigga (you
No, No, No (Remix)
Jae Millz, Cam'ron, T.I
(Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you know we had to do this right here
All hoods, stand up
All rude bwoys
they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it ain't never all good
We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to actin' stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
a penguin, somewhere in England
Waitin' for my little duffel bag girl 2 land, with duffel bag in hand
It's Louis Vuitton and
She flyer than a eagle
Hood
[Jim Jones]
I grew up in the 'jects, five inch what I press
Fry way to hold a tec, live bait I'm so brazy man
In them pissy staircases, we just
woah
I'm protected by the hood gangstas (yeah, all my gangstas)
I thank God that I'm still here
In face of all the bull-ish
Maybe lessons from
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
leave from by your side
The one you gotta trust when things look bad
You know you got the one with the whole hoods mad
You need a rider, need a slider
the way through the hood up Avenue I
Through the crimson tide, how we ride in the bama
Smoking lemon kush call that yellow hammer
Big in my state like julio
Ill Will ill Will's alive yea Killah Priest
Nasdaq Dow Jones ha ha
Guns for gun streets filled
With rivers of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real
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