Lyrics:
bitch these ain't no nautica
I'm getting top from a bitch who name Monica
Slide on his block blow it down no harmonica
That bih know me by my moniker
and there's tears in the kid's eyes
Hidin' it from hoes, by talkin' about my dick size
In the hood with the best of 'em
I'm still hood, just not hood like
lets be honest
I seen death in the hood
left in the hood
fuck these niggas by myself in the hood
would have helped if I could
but these aint keepin it
the street say, "Monty, yo we made it!"
It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts and the guys in Kani
All the gang bangers forgot about
Word up, on, man, word up, watch the channel, son
Different plain now, man (it's all good)
Word up, all good, baby, in every hood, son (Queensbridge)
What up, guys, it's your boy
And I'm back with a brand new episode of "What Happened To"
As you can tell by the video title, I'm talking about Ace
a three-five in a 'Wood, higher than a bitch (bitch)
I put my whole hood on the map, I feel like the shit, huh (shit)
I blew a half a ticket up in Izzy,
twenty-one gunshot salute
Motherfuckers hate me 'cause I be the hood
Hypnotized by my rhymes I'm so Hollywood
B-E record crew, we are boys from the hood
And Michelangelo probably couldn't even paint a picture this prefect
I learned the harder way, we goin all the way, we goin our way
They won by mistake
Everything
Hood, hood, hood
I think it's ?
I mean you young niggas had your turn
Scream, scream, shit on me ?
Any nigga got me fucked up
Like I won't
I'm just goin' live by you guys
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
Ridin' high, Sheaf and do-do like I'm in Cali
I'm type this one for
her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got thirty, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah
raised in the zoo where niggas never played by the rules
Some nigga tried to play me back in high school
I fucked around and made the news
I never been
by trappers and drilla's
New wap, gorgeous
Beyoncé clip 'cause it's flawless
Can't lay down with every gyal
I'm not anyone, B, I'm cautious
Big
The story is touching like Shakespeare wrote it
Potent enough to propel a helicopter off and coast it
It opens with a hood setting, hood life, hood
messed up and
Let us in ya hood
To preach the Way the Truth
The Life in ya hood
Forget the 'lac with the steering
Wheel made of wood
It's time we see
ass nigga can't lend a helping hand
Yeah he used to be good
He had to work for that jug
He turned his back on his niggas and
Went and state on the hood
Berkshire by the fire hydrant
People laughing and the babies smiling
Sun’s up and the food good
People be doing what they be doing
Go ahead
nigga, throw your hood up, yeah, rep your damn gang
Do you wanna turn a real nigga campaign?
I don't fuck with these niggas, we don't claim the same
we need you, tell me what do I do
You carried this family
And the whole hood too
The skills and memories
That I have left of you
A legacy you built,
nigga not the one you expose
What's the price on the poles
Ring me up I plan on blessin' the hood
How you blow up and ain't check on the hood
That
might as well go kill a couple of niggas, mane, you know
Go, go in they hood and do a drive-by
Then come back in the hood and laugh about the stuff
a model with me, good lookin hood chick
that'll hit you with a bottle for me
A couple homies from the hood that know how I do
When I move they gon'
splasher
Yo' 'hood fill a whole bunch of sombreros
Big cappers
I'm good with my cornea
On a Sparrow when it get critical
But my 'hood keep a bag
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