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For my G-pack niggas
Right, right
Shooting at cops nigga what
For my G-pack niggas
Fuck the police
N.Y.P.D. New York Pricks and Dicks
They

In the Hood

Big Pokey

Restless

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

Brittany Spears
Broad on my arm
Rosé with that Grey Goose
Say who?
Ask who be the man, them been no say you
Hot Nigga
Bitches still telling me to play cool

therapy
I just need some blue cheese with my celery
I aint talkn veggie cuz its smoke then we want the beef
1st 1 in the city smackin dicks n ninas on chief

Chorus:

Hillwood
Hustlaz
You can't
See us
We run
Houston
Thousands
Of tons

First Verse:

I'll take my gun and make you run
'cause it really don't

was back at it arm n’ Hammer
Ma niggas still hood whip it real good
Whip, whip it real good
Plenty keys, drug dealer green
Good belt always hang from my

Snakes

King Sun

XL

1989

know
Because I wasn't even caught by five-o
Now who would assume Sunborn is a rat?
The same one who said I wasn't right 'n exact
For you are the one,

In the Hood

Yung Joc

Summer 2K6 Chopped Not Slopped

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

In the Hood

Yung Joc

Royal Green, Street Series, Vol. 1

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

out for you like bitumen
Paving the way in a way that's inhuman
Feel like there's hidden crewmen
They followin' me like Truman
It shows I should take my

this beat like the rims on my whip, Ferrari
Make your girl when like Haiti, tsunami
Flows tryptic like Bryan, Badondee
I spray that ink on the pad,

don't do drive by, niggaz we track down 
Straight look you in the eye before i gun you down 

I gotta bail you out  you got no choice 
All you gotta do is

up, so crazy get'n tha cruel
World, all made up it like hades
Don't make Flesh break down, sign sight, my pine
I'd hide drug dealaz I find my started

the wise
Don't go into the light
That's how I get ya 'cause
I'm a poetic poltergeist
Now in ya mind is a vision
That's driven by my decision
To become

cannon can
I'm Wild 'N Out I feel like nick cannon man
I go right off of the top y'all be planning it
Step on they necks I know I got them panicking
Choppa

back in shape, squares nervous when my circle comes around
But things change, counting with my dogs by the pound
Sorry Lupe but I'm smart enough to Dumb

baby
K N O the new death row bitch my whole gang janky
I do what I want to when I want to I know niggas hate me
Got it out the mud I just play broke I

(Intro)

Uh huh
Tired

TaDahh uh

(Verse 1)

Truth
I ain't looking for no sorrow
All I need right now is af******
Knifeor Gun Ican borrow
And slay

n' bake
Head rocks as the reggae plays
Then I switch it to eight-O-eights
Syrup runs on my Eggo plate
Spilling to the grapes and crepe
Bout to bow

when it's time to go
Got me on my kanye I'm going out of control
Spazz out on my Meth n Red when I blackout
This my bread and butter to stick you up for

blowing their nose,
Woah,
Just go with the flow,
I'm making it slow,
Stayed in my lane and gained in position, and then from the pavement I rose,
And like

Hatchet Execution

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's

to run the fade
He got a girl now her ass getting paved
Bonnie to my Clyde bitch is down to ride
If I'm bleeding out then she ready to die
Lay by my side

get deep babyboy 
Askin who I am then young niggas get you done 
Poked up forever baby til I’m 51 
By then a nigga should prolly have 50 guns 
Late