Lyrics:
GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't
the hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
It ain't about where you at it's about where you from
If you ever go back they might
the pedal in that hood
I sit in the back of the room
Legs crossed, melting wax
Another free drink so soon?
All good, knock it back
Red lights, heart
thinkin' 'bout shit I never had
Pass through the W.S. neighborhood
Knowin' I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks
Locked him in a 6 by 9 but they couldn't trap his spirit
That nigga so strong he make me look weak
Wanted to cry in my cell when it was meat loaf week
That
Heavy in this place
With a ride or die attitude
I'm from the hood
So I know about snatching food
And jacking dudes
Backed up by my 44
So any nigga
missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin round wit real killas
Hush gang he ain't frontin no fuck
Single, I'm single (It's Yo Gotti) Go go go go go
It's gonna rock up in the building (Go, go)
Single single single, single, single (I know)
I'm
[intro]
Cool breeze, kurupt, young gotti
In 1999, anything that can happen
It will, it will, it will, it will, it will
Organized noize, let's do
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
on me, then I get to pipin’ yuh
30 on the bag
I don’t like you niggas, you niggas just hold me back
When I took his shawty, that nigga was in his bag
So I
back!
Dope attitude to match, plus her ass lil fat!
Yo, she doing real good, it's all in the look.
She don came ah long way! Ain't she hood?!
Ain't she
more street credibility than who?
Boy you was high, you had to be
Cause I watched Gillie walk in
Yo' hood wit' a camera
And every nigga standin' outside
A real mathafuker with a story to be told
Is in full force ideal with a vision
I'm back in the game ese witness the fruition
I stay in the real hood real
Jasmine and Jeniffer
Jaw bone in, Jessica come runs by the messenger
They all know when it come to the hoes
I get em down and they on under clothes, in them
to read don't wanna see another sentence
Amg all white still never met gotti
Seven bows in callabases i say call when it land
Maybach just a rental left it
care of my hood, the prosecutor call me Gotti
Turn my back on the hood, they probably kill me, probably rob me
It's a Catch-22, I'm bein' honest
Hard
[Yea], let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world
Daddy ain't around
of dope run-in
Hustling tryna dodge des cases
You niggas been telling n
Da streets been beggin
So I had to go back 2 Da basics
Gotti dis yo boy Yo
know bitch
Making my money
Like Yo Gotti
Still gotta put on
Some hood niggas
I'm really blessed
Sharing my blessings
Adding up zeros
Stacking my paper
And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin', "Woof-woof"
Who knows what I must face when I leave this recordin' booth
Poof, back in the real world
to try and roll a 4
Now a nigga livin' good
I done made it out the hood
Think I'm goin' back?
I wish a motherfucker would
Yeah, they say I got
Throw Ya Hood Up
When you out at the club
Surrounded by thugs, bouncing the Dub, just
Throw Ya Hood Up
When you ain't in yo hood
Right when them
Until this day, motherfuckers still think we wrong
Put a bullet in ya dome, run in yo' home
Get yo' cash, ya jewelry, and yo' stone
It's on.. (It's on)
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