Lyrics:
what was sent down before those things went crazy,
Is everything I ever thought it would be,
As the puppets in my head have turned into hoods,
Well
That's why, I pack, I carry, the steel
I'm posted, in the hood, got green, I'm good
Trap house, no doubt, is where, I stood
Got gwap, got hot, till
talking big Ballin nigga
Show them (free cakes)
I've been in the bakery
Serving plates
Catch me in the hood
I got them free cakes
I been in the bakery
Well listen to me, you young hoods, this is some advice
You do the crime, you're paying the price
Cause if you're in the drug spots, selling crack
to the boogie-bang-bang with your clique
And I ain't even from the 3, my hood was angry at me, shit
But I rose to my feet, played the post with the heat
At them shows
každý blok (každý blok), každý blok (každý blok)
Každú štvrť (každú štvrť), každý hood (každý hood)
Pre tvoj spolok, pre tvoju crew, pre tvoj kľud (pre
Nigga we gang gang and we lit One klippa, Escobar, fuck the cap
Go
In my hood, we keep it one klipp
This shit is so easy, I ain't begging for none
this gun up in ya face like photographers (camera flash noise)
Stay in the hood with ice, ain't noboby robbin us
When it come to rappin ain't noboby
right down to it, me and you
Layin' on your hood like a flatbed truck
In the spotlight, we see Jim and Chuck
We saw their car from a
Mile away and it's
Moved mama out the hood
We ain't good, bitch, we doin' great
Big ass mansion, new estate
Friendly neighbors, pearly gates
Sippin' Arnold Palmers with
it's war, then it's on sight, gang, gang (brrt)
Walk in this bitch with all this ice
I could've came through in a 'Rari but hit the hood on my dirt
fucked your bitch and then I'm passing her
What the fuck is you telling me? I got the pedigree
In the hood, I'm fighting felonies
It's a whole bunch
got it out the mud
But you extra dry
Why you tryna front dawg when you living good
Raise with a silver spoon look we out the hood
Mom and dad did
WE CcN GET INTO IT
HMMM
WE CcN GET INTO IT
BODY FLUIDS ON THE FLOOR
GET INTO IT LIKE c HOOD HMMM
WE CcN GET INTO IT
HMMM
WE CcN GET
you got a man
but he ain't nothin like me
he might put it down
but he can't
put it like me
my hood thing
my wood thing
my paper man
REPEAT
hey
I be in your city, in your hood, in your trap
I'm nationwide and bona fide I'm all over the map
No matter where I go, no matter where I'm at,
gangsta (yeah, yeah, uh)
Look at them gangstas
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh
Fab's livin' la vida loca
The only nigga in the hood you can come see for
reasoning and hood magic, made into metaphysics
Comb-straight, as streets crumble and bones break
As streets crumble and bones break
It's mixing ash with
it ain't nothing to a boss
The niggas in the hood tryna floss and your head got a cost, nigga
Take a loss, nigga, SS 55 all-black with the top
You know, you know, you know ya got that good (na-na)
The kind you only find in the hood
Like one of them Caddies with the leather and the wood (wood)
and chunk my hood up
Draco do what she want, I'm good in all hoods (okay)
Keep these hoes mad nd pressed they ain't gone do nun ( they scared)
CJ riding
solvers name is Mook!
I hittin' woodys in a hoody
Peace to Jesette, Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood gee!
That's right my fight is ill
Peace goes
us down but we got away and drank to all the days
That we had whiled away just playing Robin Hood a little out of phase
And then the nightmares
hood on flip, like on box-spring
Pissy Mack and shit, low old box of things
Strictly glassy shit, I hug the block like a quart of water
Shit I used
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