Lyrics:
Dumb sets long stacks I can make her come back
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad
On My Way To The Racks
Back In The Hood Bout To Blow Me A Pack
(Yeah) (Yeah)
Chasing These Racks
Find me some money to blow up in sacks
(Yeah)(Yeah)
to the fullest
Niggas across the nation, narcotic cooking
Every block, every hood we proud of pushing)
I represent it to the fullest
Any given day can die by
[Intro: Joc's high pitched alter ego]
See in my hood, we got monkey bars... and candy cars
I'm the man right here, everybody know my name in my
We here for the bag load it up by the pound
Take out the dye packs dont make a sound
Ight bitch thanks get back on the ground
We got 40 seconds till
roll and fire that hydro up
Drank on some liquor hit another swisher hard
Eyes rollin back make you think you seein God
Don't be scared tho baby it's
Never fold a switch, never going back
Small circles, big checks, all facts
More money more problems, it just come with that
Never gon' switch, ain't
whip
I keep options
To remind me
Where im going
From where i been
Ride by my old hood
So they see
I made it out
No help from them
Ride by my old hood
So
government cheese
Spray on Suzuki's, eleven-hundred CC's
No plate on the back, straight squeezin' the MAC
In the hood they identify niggas by they cars
So
Straight out the gate y'all, we drop hits
Now tell me, how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing
It was back then in the hood that we would do drive by's for fun
Hitting licks in poverty and always on the run
There were times that I had thought
represent it till the day that I die
And I didn't tell a lie
Still gon get by
Listen
This is for the homies in my hood
All the single mamas it's all
Ok ok
boyz n da hood
ya lets go
smoke sum smoke sum
lets ride ay lets ride a lets ride
ya
[Chorus]
well even do u look good 2night, ay we gona keep
What's Good
Written & performed by Robi & Derrell
(Rell)
Rell, Robi
This another 803 vibe
(Robi)
It’s crazy how she wanna
Spend my time
When she
a steamroller, I'm bulldozing avenues
Run to your hood, just know I'll come after you
Kidnap and capture you
Got him that morning, he died by the afternoon
His
Playground
You might get lost and not found
By the players and the pimps and the vultures and hounds
Shots in the back lot of my building somebody's
'cause I'm prolly the shit
I say I got my first bit of
Money thought I knew it all
Went to MIA, South Beach, blew it all
Came back to the hood trappin
ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya
ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya
Uh, it's real, it's real, it's real
Uh, uh, owe me back, uh shorty
Shorty, what up, huh?
Come on
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it
YKD on the scene now
Out the hood feeling free now
Money by any means (Eh)
I got the flyest team (Yea)
You cannot ride for free (Uh)
Wait hear me
The opps died in the hood
They ain't have they pole shit I guess they thought shit was good
Talm bout they want that shit back in blood nigga I wish
the place to be)
(Andre 3000, shout out to public housin') (cash) (bitch)
(I brought the whole hood with me)
You got red dirt in your Afro
(Young Hov' in
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
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