In My Hood
B. Banks
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I had said I was that nigga you ain't believe me I said I was for the streets you tried to leave me When they turned they back I ran up all my racks (All my racks) When they came back the packs, I had to tax Yeah, yeah, First hundred dollars got it saved, yeah, yeah First hundred dollars got it framed, yeah, yeah Streets so dirty tried to frame me, yeah, yeah Bitch so shady, tried to pin me on the babies Ran up them racks out the trap went gotta Mercedez, yeah, yeah Did err single thang on my own ain't nan nigga save me Sleeping on the floor, it made me krazy I Served my dope off in the cold and that's what made me, yeah, yeah I know my trap house jumping cause I brought the J's out I think the opps up to something time to bring them Ks out I dodged every raid, I served my uncle cocaine I'm sipping purple rain I got pimping on my brain Ever since I touched them racks, this shit ain't been the same First pack I ever flipped, shipped it on a plane I don't wanna hear no lip, bitch, I don't even know your name I'll never complain, cause I know how far I came I'm riding with that stick, uh huh Busting down a brick, uh-huh Already made the profit back, I put it on my wrist Uh-huh She just gave me top, now this thot want a kiss Uh-uh I been in the mix, uh-huh, bitch I'm hard to miss, uh-huh Told you, I was that Nigga, you ain't believe me, yeah I said I was for the streets, then you tried to leave me yeah When the turned they back, I had ran up all my racks uh-huh When they came back, I put tax on all the pack yeah First hundred dollars got it saved, uh-huh That first hundred dollars, I had framed it, uh-huh These streets, they so shiesty tried to frame me, uh-huh (These streets, they so shiesty tried to frame me) Five percent, that's the tint, put that on my windows Thirty-round in the clip, for all my extendos Five percent, that's the tint, put that on my windows Thirty-round in the clip, for all my extendos Foreign sitting on forgies, foreign sitting on forgies I take a trip back to my Yeah I take a trip, in my hood yeah Take a trip back to my hood Got a Crown Vic, sitting on forgies, yeah Take a trip back to my hood Got a hood bitch, but she look gorgeous yeah Horses, Forces, Porsches Horses, Forces, Porsches, Porsches Spin the f*ck off on a opp block We set up chop-shop, smoke em' like Newport yeah Spin the f*ck off on a opp block We set up chop-shop, smoke em' like Newport In my hood, In my hood, in my hood, in my hood, in my hood, in my hood, in my hood In my hood (The Oracle)
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