Hood Story
Young Nday
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Second round in the morning, we was ready I set a bitch up with them niggas she was pretty I gave my niggas guns, they was angry in the city F*ck them niggas up for my niggas that they killin' 200 Grands just to kill a nigga bitch I just wanted to be real with them dummy ass niggas They wanted to see war so I gave them .223 .30 With a mac told my niggas they are free I'ma kill a body, anybody My brother in the grave why he killin' all my homies? I got a little sister, why he wanting all my family? My Papa in the grave but Allah said he got him I don't want no peace, I'ma come up for his homie I just need a bag so I'm taking all his money Spend it how I want, matter fact, with your sister Get her a new fit for the cold up in the winter I'm whippin back home, every brother got a fit I got a brand new watch that is matching with my fit Don't know who got shot, ain't my business, I'ma vet But I'm whippin up a story, let me tell you how it went Early in the morning, took a shower, holy shower I knew I was in trouble, I be ready in an hours They knew I wasn't sweet, they knew I was so sour They wanna see me dead, but rose up like a flower I drove up to the spot, made it shake with them snakes Keep an open eyes, they can switch up in your face I made it to the hood, they were happy, we were good I told them to "get in, I have a plan like I should Nigga sit around, ain't no smiling in the hood If I told you what is up, it won't set you in the mood We goin in tonight, get your weapons, eat your food I'ma get a drink, get my hoody then we good Gang got they mask, like we goin for corona Niggas they were high like a baby drinkin soda They saw me in my whip, had a baby red Toyota "We pullin' up aside, yeah we goin like balboa" "Hey, killa, why you mad? I came around for you niggas You acting real tough and I thought you was a gangsta Hold up, wait a minute, you were just a little panda But f*ck that, get inside I'ma take you to your grandma" "Hold up, Ayo Nday, don't be tellin on my grandma My momma she so broke, killed your homie for the paper And daddy never home, so I'm shaking for my momma" I felt bad for that nigga cause I thought he was a gangsta "Sorry for your lost, welcome to the hood Be careful who you play, you'll get eaten like some food They smokin niggas like some cigs and they smokin good" A nigga looked up dead So smiling like a hooka I'm getting in the whip, sliding home with my niggas They talkin super loud, I'm just happy that we made it I'm prayin to the lord, "are you home? Are you home? I'm sorry for this life, it's overblown, overblown I got a little nigga, he be cappin boutta a life He risking what he got cause his momma ain't provide Protect him with your mighty bless his life with your life He's boutta 20 but that nigga lookin 5 Lookin 5 Lookin 5 Lookin 5 He's boutta 20 but that nigga lookin 5 Lookin 5 Lookin 5 Lookin 5 He's boutta 20 but that nigga lookin 5
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