Lyrics:
a hood nigga
I keep the purp by the pound
The trunk stay bumpin', y'all know we run the town
Hood nigga
And I keep a bad bitch around
Thick bitch,
Video store outlaw
Hide beneath fluorescent lights
Our paper town no one around
On desperate friday nights
Drive by Vicki's lights are out
This used
by the riverside
Driving myself crazy
Driving through this town
And if I knew where I was going I'd probably turn around
And put the hammer down
built
Fuck with us you'll be the
Deadest hoes ever killed
Live from the corner, direct from the hood
Via satellite bitch
We the Kingz grippin 'wood
Rake at the moon where the river flows
Cut from the cloth of the winter's cold
Bound by the voice that no one hears
I've been around the way for
I've wandered around the town and the city
Tried to figure the how and the why
I've stopped all my schemin'
I'm just driftin' and dreamin' and watching
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
floorshow
Matinee in town
And it suddenly occurs
That I'm surrounded by these girls
But there ain't no woman around
got to work for a living
Just to earn my soul for the weekend show
Saturday morning I'll be down by the river
Getting whipped at the Copmanhurst
Drinking in the Trip
In the home of Robin Hood
Climbing up the castle walls
Don't do me any good
Heading down the river
Where the lazy Trent rolls
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
Hope you made it out West, safe and sound
Hope your Honda didn't break down
And you took time to walk around
Joshua Tree
Small towns ain't
boy, Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm used to bossin shit and offin clips
See hood is around my way - they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave
right now
Gottta half tank and a river bank and god to thank for all the night we need
Sitting on the hood talkin bought our one day dreams
Making
to bossin' shit and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga coffin shit
See we gang, we never
of a peep
He's the talk of the town now
The clown with the frown now
You took away all that was good
And found some new work creeping the hood
Please go back
came crashing down
And the cotton bales did float
And our house became a boat
When the Flood of 1916 came to town
The torrent reached its crest by early
Tonight the town is sparkling,
acrobats all around
all along the boulevards
running on through the night
Fishermen jump on their boats
and start
them boys up town (laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (all day long shawty)
And that two think I cant handle it ((but her)
trouble on their minds
they passed on by us,
probably going to tend their pots
we headed up the river
with the fish we'd caught
but before we made
Blanketed deep in fog
Funny time for a jog
River Street's empty
Feel something by me
This old town
Something's going down
Lafayette
Not home yet
All
comes the flood,
The flood, the flood, the flood
By hearth, and ash, and fire
We're lay our souls to the dire
Dank and cruel
Ruins of our town
Our time
make that look good
Boys will be boys, we like running around
Painting the town, don't know a thing about settling down
But baby right now
You make
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