Lyrics:
to swoop back to my hood again
I made it back to the hood
Got my hand on my hand on my heat
and now I'm in the driver seat
Beep beep took the horn
"Who the hell am I?"
They call me 'Big Bone' and on my worst night I fades 'em all
And I come through ya hood like a locc ass G
Rip any fool that
rid of
A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin' with my wood grain
Everybody still playing that hood game quiet (quiet
foldin' like a pamphlet
Or flakin' like its dandruff
Control like damage
Catch me on da yacht
Sleepin' good on a hammock
But hood like a sugar sandwich
me of a Murcielago
And she know she good, when she up in the hood
Because she got that good, that's what they say in the hood
Yeah so you can ask
full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp
All the hoods love us like the 15th and the 1st
Two pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words
Undertaker
And if you go to Sabreny Park don't get caught slippin'
'Cause they poppin' a caps in little marks after dark
And right across the way is a hood called
del hood
No le llegas
Los Cavalli con la camisa de seda
Y las botas con la punta de vaquera
A ver qué outfit subo y qué esperan
Porque no visten
the two tone, Maybach Benz
(He ain't even from the hood) sell it to the streets
Nigga yelling that to me, you selling that for cheap
You best stick
of cats
So I can roll up, hop in the whip, and like bounce to the Ave
I get high cause I'm in the hood, the guns is around
And take a blunt just to ease
to the hood and she mumbled, "Niggas savage" (niggas savage, ayy)
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage (ayy)
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage (get
Cha-Cha-Cha-Charlie Sloth (Woo, Charlie Sloth)
If we see an opp, knock his thoughts out his head
Nigga, that's a no-brainer
To his hood he
had my respect before I ever heard of clout (let's go)
Got some niggas in my hood feel like I already made it out
I still be in them trenches like,
I told them messy-ass hoes don't speak on me
Keep my name out your mouth 'cause
I don't beef for free
I love a hood nigga with a big ol' piece
Ain't
this hood money
All I see is dolla signs
Does my future look bright? Ionno
In a hotel room where all
I see is dolla signs
No banks, I'mma hide all my
the hood like I'm
Going off a six pack real talk I am the H
And tell them niggas I'm a fan of hatred
Probably hate mo ways you see a
Bitch with a classic
rappin'-ass nigga)
Fuckin' off money in the hood at a dice game, what they hit fo'? (Shoot some, bet some)
Blow a lot of money on rent, I ain't even seen my
face, I don't play wit' these bitches
Keep a AK by the door, in the kitchen
I might make the Forbes from tourin' the city
When I go to the hood niggas
pressures, ain't no time to wait
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure mama straight
I cannot stop, I gotta
Uh, yeah
I guess
I guess, I fuckin' guess
Wanted hood fame 'cause the love different
Mobbin' with the gang, daily drug dealin'
Rappers who
like 8'6"
I can get some racks right now, you ain't make shit
Shooters on attack, make a scene like The Matrix
Hood Fave, bet your bitch know I'm next
drivers (trust)
Even tryna chat like man
Hate when I hear pricks misuse slang
Man are tryna get out the hood but, you were never there so you're tryna
Mane, I take it to the bank, I don't make it rain
But I'm fly like Weezy
Plus, the hood niggas, man, they believe me like Jeezy
And I just like to have
(BEATFREAKZ)
Tryna fight these demons
Yeah
Star in the hood, got a star in my waist, got stars in the Wraith
Blend that cocaine straight down
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