Search results for 'im so hood freestyle by t pain' Page #371

I'm forever steady
Rolling in deep when I come thru the hood
So better think twice if you thinking to get me
If you ask how I do I say winning
But I'm

day I'm gon' give it up
Be a family man and settle down with a wife and kid. Nigga you so trifling
Nigga don't be tryna spit that righteous shit, you

I aint ferdi
I aint inda trap im in turkey
You aint been there you aint done that
Ca your stuck in the hood like a rugrat
Talking bout dip what you

tell that I ain't eager about niggas by my demeanor
She mean well then I'm meaner
She's fresh I'm cleaner
So if you think you something hot I wouldn't

don't agree I think that that's just
A give in that's only me
I'm so discreet when it comes to
My movements I know the streets
Now, if you wake up with no

realizing I got a voice
So I turn it into lyrics
Keep asking God how I'm gon make it out every time I'm in the mirror
Did what I did in eighth grade
Glad that

my brain so sore
I can't believe all of these bitches be whores
Never felt this pain before
Baby you know that I really adore
But baby I've always been

(DY Krazy)
Starin' at the candle
Feel the pain on me, nigga, it don't matter
Got my currency exchanged, got my bands up

I'm a ty-tycoon, that's

Looking so stupid, I’m staring, she’s like whos this
When I think about going on n pursuing 
Another girl  don’t compare undisputed
Try to wash the pain

rich
The sun is on the other side of pain
I keep my face in the mud and i stand tall when it rains
Playing it was written by God's son i'm on one
Here

And I looked down & she had cut her wrist
I mean from about here were her
Elbow is to her palm
And it was just like gashes
So much pain & I signed my name

You get to talkin', I'm snorin', ya'll niggas borin'
Bitch, I been feelin' so cool, I do not play by the rules
I do what I want, no, I don't mean

years old brought it to the school
Cause I was quick to flip, quick to sell that shit
You ain't from the hood, y'all don't know bout this

[Hook 1]

check cashed at the liquor store (store)
And I'm playing Cash 3 at the Texaco (haha)
Apartment so hot, gave your boy a tan
Swear I just seen the homies

2 Glocks [U-Neek's Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 2

2000

rid of
A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin' with my wood grain
Everybody still playing that hood game quiet (quiet

we get another track
And I love it when my homies show me rappers from my hood
And I'm thinking I could write better lyrics with my foot
I am out here

Call it a happy meal like an animal feasting and eating
You so good you would think I was a fucken cannibal from the hood
But before we get into

Streets turn me so insane

Lean turn me to a saint

Stomach growling im in pain

Weed smoke to the brain

Took a while but you see it now

Huge difference

for the heart sore. Suckas only 'bout sales
Them freestyles ain't free they just out on bail
They can't test me so they detest me
Better bring more than

only 'bout sales
Them freestyles ain't free they just out on bail
They can't test me so they detest me
Better bring more than a lexicon to impress me
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Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Mi-Yayo Cash Cartel 2

2009

flip my middle finger I'm chilling on 20 million
The rumors turn me on I'm masturbating at the top
These hoes so excited they catching every drop
I'm

I tried to take you serious but
You think I'm a fooooool
Oooh, I ain't fuckin wit youuuuuu
Cause if I ever caught you up
Ain't no tellin what I'd do

surrender (Never) I'm the last style bender
Rough around the edges I don't play it by the book
Never played by the book
Niggas scared why they shook
'Cause