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Bring da Drama

Mia X

Unlady Like

1997

killers
I got G's in the hood, and warriorettes slicing they some peelers
Rip the skin off your back, from your neck to your ass crack
Nigga it ain't my

trappin'
There's a glock by the east, but it's dark in the west
Fake, hundreds some shots, a boy in a lake
I'm chillin' in winter, and snowing these flakes

No Problem

Lil Scrappy

The King of Crunk & BME Recordings Present: Trillville [Clean]

2004

[Chorus]
You can get crunk in the club
Roll wit your hood
Get stomped in the club
Or you could get buck in the club
Get f***ed up in the club

that racist bitch, police crooked and shit
Karen's nosy in the hood and shit
My partner UTS Esco, tryna get a fuckin' mill
Nigga, fuck Suburban Noise

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it here

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it here

work ethics strong, all effort never lack in the hood,
Will I buss, if I can then I would,
But it's not up to me, most of us work for morsels and scraps,

of getting her out the hood
And all because of her, I don't do yawl like I should
I was raised in them streets, but turned out blessed
No product of my

a milly
Ed-educated by a hillbilly
That was deep in the game before the beats turned drilly
Them piercings got me turnin' up the heat
And no bras got

might power up off 20 XOs, Get my by 20 ex
Woahhh, hold up dawg I ain’t tryna get me too’ed
But I could pull bops with my hood popped on a PT Cruise
Catch

you ever compare someone dressed to those hanging by threads
Niggas weary/wary

Took me a seconds
To get out my head
Jump in my skin
I'm my own

was 14 again, back then
1 hammer, 1 blade, 1 set of rules, 1 win
Buncha bobcats robbin' cats
My block was a goldmine, floating through the hood in

ice, in ma hood
Dollar cones I'm bumpin
Is that some smack up in my pocket
Uhhh
9mm in my pants that I'm rocking
Glock back belt
Extra mag by the socket

real quick, little cat nap
You wake up in a few months
Now how that happen?
Dummy motherfucker got his dome wrapped-ed

Damn, it was a wrap with

Hold On

Shin J

www.thug.com

1998

homies in the hood  (gotsta hold on)
What will you do           (i been trapped or so long)
Which life will you choose (gotsta hold on)

(I been

diamonds they took blacks from they home
Many villages was pillage by a slick sleek plan
A lot of those folks was zo’ed with lies of a free land
And ended up

at the dinner table eating my mommas sides 
Creamed corn in the mash-ed taters she prioritized
Richard prioritized
It's like a pulling and tugging 
It's like

hood, this shit embedded in me, tatted where my crown
If you some fine shit, and you a trick, I'll turn my gangsta down
Ha ha ha, they thought they had

in no money out' that was my slogan
What I mean by that is stack it up and don't spend no change
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
When seven

to say what's up
Its all good in the hood, I think
I listened to the Kinks and my fridge don't stink
Ah, yeah
So today's a pretty good day
Doing what

to the roof to get a hummer
I never had my own room
Test the limits every homeroom
Teacher'ed be like "yo I'm in no mood"
Before you ever found me bumping Your

Sign Ya Name

Tec-9

Ready 4 War

to ride together, lie together
Say we was gon die together
Never thought you leave me here by myself
My best friend was still like my lil' cousin
Always

nothing in the tank,
Back of the limousine, counting my money green, 
These hoes want sex-ed, I’m the dean, 
Ring, ring, ring school is in session, 
I stack

two seven in Rick (Two sevеn, milli')
All my niggas going stan with the Smith (Bah)
Left out the hood with thе piece, take a sniff (Uh)
Me and lil'