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out tha way This boy don't play, I got that deuce wit that Tre So step to me if you want to, I got some soldiers on tha corner (Hoody-Hoo!)Hoody
don't fake it Lets gone get a room get high and get naked You say that you real and you claimin the hoody Tha rubber to thang and my thang in yo puddy
them Ayo [Verse 1: Tha Hoody] I am the one y’all niggas can’t fuck with Sending the niggas in nineteen forty Made me money so I gotta re-peat Whole
them Ayo [Verse 1: Tha Hoody] I am the one y’all niggas can’t fuck with Sending the niggas in nineteen forty Made me money so I gotta re-peat Whole
and get naked You say that you real and You claimin the hoody Tha rubber to thang and my thang in yo puddy Its gold mouth stackin dollars Where yo sista
really goofy Niggas coppin' hoodies fuggin' wit' tha movement We been outchea boomin' I pull up and get that facetime and then I'm zoomin' Shorty think I'm
Its double G-U-D-D-A Squeeze my piece fuck tha cops and tha dea I spit this shit for tha streets - fuck what ppl say Get in my way and you be doa -
Hoody hoo is the one Where we all play this game Gold chain pinky ring Say the hell for some fame Hustle in to tha in Ain't afraid of the pen
Hoody hoo is the one Where we all play this game Gold chain pinky ring Say the hell for some fame Hustle in to tha in Ain't afraid of the pen
One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club You better Chorus(2X)
I'm just a girl from tha' Kuntree Kuntree Kuntree Kuntree I'm still addicted to tha' Street life Ya head rockn' to tha' Beat right I'm just a girl
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks Ay J, I got a crew They called the Loot Pack And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all My man Jack is about
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks Ay J, I got a crew They called the Loot Pack And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all My man Jack is about
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks Ay J, I got a crew They called the Loot Pack And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all My man Jack is about
bhide Then they beat me up (x2) Mar khake aya Mars, he's a loser Fada hoody, toda phone, it's so cruel Late chaar bande sath karne matter clear Where I
We got 100's on 100's on 100's on 100's you see that they banded up Tha dope it's comin' it's comin' these razors keep cuttin' my hand up You throw
fill tha seats up Glock onna side u kno thats my twin Remember yo smile, but now i forget chu Like who is ya wit, Hoody hooo Bullets global like radio
I step out this b**** wit a 20 in 20s I come from tha 20 you kno how we come Used to be dirty they called me a bum now Its nothin but paper cuts all
different now I been practicing to simmer down I know tha money is bigger now I know that they check on me quicker now I notice they check for my Twitter now
flock I’m the one with hoodies And the hoodies outta stock me against the world I know how it feel to be pac Me against the world I know how it feel to be
moore late Oh mere Nike chitte uthe Koon de ah peya shitte Jawaan main tha jithey Man you know I'm always gripping That Long nose 33 SCOTTIE PIPPEN Long
out wit' ovo hoodies n owls, smokin' gelado I can't see my eyes Fuggin' yo shorty she moanin' like Then pull up on mine like surprise Whoa How you got
breaking bread under the city lights Tha starvation is keeping me hungry So my daughter can sleep with a full belly Every time I put on this hoodie
smokin' a blunt Post in the window, blowin' tha indo Post with my kinfolk Post in the cut Post in the back, post in the front Posted up outside, smokin'
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