Lyrics:
and shit
Got the door open, gash in my Caesar, my sneakers got red on it
Know that's blood, he threw a piece of a chain with a long blade on it
up in this red cup that I'm fucked up
Staring at your body, god damn your sexy body
I'm trey I came to play on, and use you as my hobby girl
Seen so
[Brother Marquis]
Little Red Riding Hood was on her way
To grandmother's house
But before she got there she met this man
That turned her hot ass out
[Fresh
I got red on my Glock 9 that's a bloody tool
I got red on my Christian Lous these some bloody shoes
I got red on my jean U's these some bloody Trues
hood killed by the wolf
little alice beaheaded
no princess, no pride warriors
not the fairy tales you’ve read
call me, call me and shout
I’ll come
the intersection reck Mcgee is driving reckless
Riding in that foreign body and you Know it's gone be headless
Might not catch us in a spider but will Float it like
sleep
I'm Robin meet Little Red Riding- I'm so hood
I take down these weak cats
'cause I ball good
Came out of the blue like a snitching Crip
But fixed
I want y'all to know there's this little thing called uh, destiny
And you don't get it by sittin' around waiting for it
It doesn't come to you by
first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood?
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door
They say that sleep is the cousin of death so I be up gotta flex shine
Me and my familia on set time bless mics thirty minute naps for us to get by
Nick nack paddy whack, give a dog a bone
Mary had a little lamb that she would never leave alone
Then came along Little Red Riding Hood
Who made a fine
been I been, yeah
I been I been, yeah
I been through the hood nigga, yeah
I been doing good nigga
I been in the hood, rolling big cigars like we
We slang kilos, eighths to them shorties, bring G loads
Of paper to the hood, we got you, cop three of those
And get your hustle right (yeah),
It's
It's
Its 007
007
007 Huh
It's 007 Huh
You see
I don't play no games
You see this red all on my body bitch
This Nine Trey what I'm fucking with
the neighborhood in the holiday spirit
Kids everywhere playing and cheering
Santa Claus is riding hey tonight
Tonight, tonight hey it’s Christmas
All the little
it)
Little red ridin' in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin' on that good (good)
And you can't do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald
that little nigga dying
In the back of my head, screaming 999
Catch me a nigga, you know it's a DOA
Tell me what you want, bitch, I'ma do what I want
in the new x6
By my lonely
My young nigga trynna get his bread right
Gave him 10 racks
Catch a opp at the red light
Red beam on em
He gone hit em in
on the shelf
So she can raise a little criminal just by herself
She taught me how to be a soldier through the bruises and cuts
And gave me game enough to get
to Be Alone
People Seem to Speak in Caps
I Live By the Old Rules
Don't Fuck With You
Don't Get No Dap
Don't know where I'm riding 2
But you see the tool
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo
Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo
We was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen years
me, I'm the hitman nigga
A lot of niggas getting taken
Out with these raps
Rawest rapper alive God of Rap
In the hood niggas got red dots on em
Cops
a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides
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