Lyrics:
time.
We boys in da hood and nigga you Lil' Trey,
Suppress ya appetite, we takin ya lil' tray.
Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit,
Banned in
the thang, any way you want it
We can make it quarter key or a *** for the hundred
Want it now, maybe wanna come through a lil' later
Got a line up my nose,
at him hidin'
Don Ke' heart of the south, slab ridin'
H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S
We go get it and come back with it until we take our last breath
From
da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums
There's money out here, we just tryin' to get some
Cool like Dre nigga, A like K
When ya talk about me you
the lap
And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask
Man we got that white girl
And wigga talk bout uh price to make it right for you
come try to cheap talk
We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't give a damn
Go all out for that cake, won't hesitate to kill a man
Run in his
come try to cheap talk
We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't give a damn
Go all out for that cake, won't hesitate to kill a man
Run in his
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
play dem games we bout to spray dem thangs
Cock back straight n aim my heat’ll make his brain
Splatta out his body on da wall to display da pain
I keep
(Tommy Franco make it bang, though)
Ayy, woo, alright
Ayy, ayy (Lil Loaded with another one)
Ayy, ayy
We got the whole hood jumpin', we got
make it up out this life
And some how, some way
We go' make it up out the hood one day
Some way, we gon' make it up out this life
Right here
her a loan
Shit, only thing i leave you is alone
Indeed you could bone, lemme read you a poem
Mom no good for ya, it's da hood for ya
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we gona keep it in da hood 2nite, in da hood 2night
And we can ride in whateva you like
But we gonna keep it in da hood 2night, in da hood 2night
trust the help
In da hood
If they put effort in it
We won't feel like it's ending
Trying stak paper
Still feel like it's pending
Dead end job
Got
instead you late B Kane came to regulate
who cares how much bread you make stop rapping go sell your weight
Do it for my hood yup i'm doing it for my hood
hood to make a livin
Wat u lil niggas kno bout a struggle?
I came out da mud bitch I'm from da jungle
Wat u lil niggas kno bout a hustle?
Lions, n
on standby
"K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora’s box"
I box ‘em all in, by a landslide
Nah homie we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets
and I caught it at Phipps (let's go)
Boy, make a movie, don't gimme no lip (movie)
Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP (superstar status)
Keep shit
the hood we gon' make it out the hood
And it would the greatest thing made
Keeping up the energy making it nice
Fuck you and your bad advise
Flip zone need
time
We boys in da hood and nigga you lil trey
So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray
Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit
Banned in
And if ya tape ain't jammin it's not gone sell
[Lil' Flip]
Down south it's rolex and cardiere
We don't go to clubs unless they got a party there
[Redd]
like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band
da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Lil mama grab ya shit ya gots to go
Ya gots to know I can't be laid up with a hoe
Everything went
da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop 'gars and
Stuff 'em up with good
Young ass
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