Lyrics:
she's from your hood
Niggas hating on me, I ain't really tripping, shit, I'm good
I be in the 40 with the .40 on me like I should
I be deep in your
fresh
But we still hood famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood famous
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From
for my hood this whole time
I'm talkin' this whole time, for my hood this whole time
Gotta take advantage, gotta learn how to take advantage, dog
her hood, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
If you love somebody
Put a light in the air
From the hood to the stakes
Fry your finger in the air
Flo Rida up in here
Wyclef up in here
If I
All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on
The hood never caused but they all was hard
His kind never represented love at all
Purple hearts in
hood, better ring the alarm
Cold flu, cause I just blew 30 off cash
Blue with my swag, that's that Gucci duffle bag
Goops coming through I got sparklers
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
I'm Caddillac'n Through The Hood, Sittin' On 24's
T.V's Playin, Rim's Spinin, Blowin' Plenty Dro
Took a couple shots from a nigga tryin ta take mine
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine
Niggaz shootin cops n the hood runnin stop signs
a have you loose on da flo
You gon' be steppin' with a kizzian
I mindboggle models
With a bottle a sumthin' good
I take 'em to da hood
And have dey
clutch burnin' the reefer
Everybody that rides with me becomes a believer
Cause I come from the hood, but I think like a caesar
Went from 0 to 60, four
know I'm the one to call when she want that good shit
She know I'm the one to call when she wants the hood shit
Baby looking all good about to meet her
officially the realest
Point blank period
Whether I still live in the hood or just visit
Whatever you can do in the hood I done did it
That why the dope boys
East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves that's three
Ain't no waffle house baby hell I can't eat
Gucci hood like your hoodman he's so
out to Cali, the land of the low-lows
Touch down in LAX and I don't need no car
Robbie Chino pick me up with the bud and the bar
In the hood I'm a star
Child]
Yeah we hear now, die motherfucker
Don¡¦t be scared now, die motherfucker
Black Child I¡¦m off parole it¡¦s murda now
In a hood near you
through!
Product stretch
I got it mastered man
In the hood I'm like plastic man!
Stretch
Fantastic man,
I make the money come faster man!
Yeah
Your
wann' problem wit' me? No problem, it's all good
I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood
Black rims, black henny, nigga see me when ya see me
house, tryna fuck (tryna fuck)
There some hoes in this house, tryna fuck (tryna fuck)
Her pussy good, my dick is gold (dick is gold)
I'm in your hood
Okay I lied
Motherf***er try
Say I can't come to the hood, true lie
See I would but I'm out in Dubai
When I get back I'mma roll through that
think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
Learned that from
But now I have a whole hood and that's power
But I ain't no primy ass nigga
I was never out to kill anybody
Specially when I made that decision
the rain is falling
I feel so high, I even touch the sky
Above the falling rain
I feel so good in my neighbor-hood
So here I come again
I got
like Bloods and Crips
Styrofoam the noozles and extend the clips
Murder meets gangsta shit
And all my niggas that live it from hood to hood bang
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