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slipping on da sleet nigga
Bout to fire on they ass no cease nigga
Hood nigga we ain't tryna keep the peace nigga
Metal on me gotta hold on to the piece

We making sure we don't allure
Possibly weapons on every corner so rep yo hood
It's where them boys surround thugs who fumble 
'Memba I wanted

We Hustle

Juvenile

I Got That Work

2000

grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[B.G.]
Started

it if I give em what They ask fo 
I'm surrounded by da yammas killers And da jack boys 
Risk it everyday wat u kno bout Gettin bamped homie

Scatpack

Bigger Picture

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity, Vol. 2 [Clean]

2004

"Bigger Picture"

[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records

me me me menyɛ me Gangsta.
Gangsta, Gangsta, Geh Geh Geh Geh Gangsta.
Gangsta sem saa na y'aku no atwene kwa... Yie!

 HOOK 2 
Wo hwɛ boys life a, ɛyaa

I did what i did, i had to grow up and make a decision
I used to wake up no food in da kitchen
I'm trying let y'all know but y'all niggas don't

Eles falam de mim, de tudo o resto
Eles fala do Trap, que eu não presto
Fuck off eu não durmo, estou no manifesto
Na boca do mundo, boy tipo a peste

the sports phase
And Sensai
In my head
Na I ain't dead
Breaking boys off
Came through fuck the feds
I'm bout my bread
Bout this paper
Gone it
Mannnn

uh the truck
Or in the front uh da boat
We call it Gods Country here where we from
So tell ya granny an ya Auntee they can coooome
To this country boy

We Hustle

Juvenile

I Got That Work [Clean]

2000

untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a n**** wan' buy some things
I start in the hood, I

the jungle
You know am in love with da mtn gang
That's why pon the yard them call me dangogan
The lyrics Inna me mouth ma faster than a gun
When ya sight me

Fightin in the Club

I-20

Twanked Out Down South

2004

then get out the spot
Ay black..creep out to the ride get ya shit out and cocked
In fact I'm posted by the bar like the hood-star that I'am
Don't make

shots through the night
Live by the gun, die by the sword
I guess I live by the knife
This in the name of Sosa, boy
I’ll have you killed by the night
And,

to the music,
Stack up in the bank it's God I thank for bein hood rich,
Put on for my city from the field straight out to Woodridge, 
Check the resume I really do

and 
Dem boyz n the hood
Figure one day will 
Make it out Da field
Nations Ford baby 
I just wanna stay real 

So much love in da city 
Land of da gritty

Tears in my eyes as3 ma sheda
Grinding everyday, We've been working nanso enfa da
Never giving up,amma try till atemuda
Smiling to your face so you

Candy

Foxy Brown

Broken Silence

2001

na in the rain on the hood of your car
Or the back of the plane, {nipples} all out
Bent over the sink with my panties in your mouth
When my dark

nigga girl i'm da truth
I'm in your city with it what it do
This that TrapBaby to the two
Catch me in the cut with a city hoe Hood bitch like a gritty hoe

you, tellin' you, tellin' you lies
Excuse me baby suna na Sagy but call me Ace
Akwai kudi a jiki na incase you wanna taste
Ki share gayun nan
Ai basu da

Gun Clap Music

Onyx

Triggernometry

2003

and stay low
I twist more caps than the 40 oco
Bitches know, could tell by the look on the thug face
The way they play it in the club, it ain't safe

thick and long. (Show do)
I don't fuck around one phone call and I'll get you gone. (Haha aye)
Mama raised me right but I love them boys who live that

felons and I stay stich-lip
Best believe I ain't telling Twinkie Bands fat
Strollie, yeah, I did it by myself
And you ain't no hood trophy if you ain't put

a lot of these bitches old heads in da hood betting on me they call me da lottery ticket we done ran thru like a lotta these bitches then niggas be