Lyrics:
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
with me dog this thang gone pop
I'm up in the hood dog with the same o drop
I stay on top nigga it ain't gone stop
All of these fake niggas be saying
(I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood
makes me stronger like
V Tech bullets and thirty
Kids dying in Virginia
I’m feeling the pain of
This Asian shaved head
I’m dealing with so much
Strain in
I'm too far from my family to travel
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen
thugs baby
Throw yo hood up if you representin'
Tity-Boi, Southside
Bad limp, fo' 5's on the hip
Don't know why I'm known to slip when I get high
of the hood the road was crazy we thought we never see
Better or tomorrow
Life beyond the hood escape us
So we fated to take the scars
Motivated by
smokin that killa
Because we know we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut
Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars, let me say my piece
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these
hear it - I picked up the pace - cnd I ran up a 100 - I'm eating and feeding
cll of that pain - I felt when I lost her - I wish she was breathing
Damn
forget my name
Take the pain, drain away
Feel okayyy
Two years you gon feel lame
But I don't do so
I left my hood for the right hustle
Like the wright
Explain this shit
You freestyle for free on some beginner shit
With the pen I'm sick, penmanship
I get paid to spit
And you ain't gettin' paid shit
If you
I'm hood, I'm so hood
I'm ghetto like a motherfucker
I'm hood, I'm so hood
I'm ghetto like a motherfucker
I had a five hundred bags, 14 grams
And all of this pain is ripping apart
And I lost my brother in the hood where I’m from
This shit is so tragic in loosing my mind
I’m tired of games, I’m
Seems to give me that vibrant feel
Got to thank God I'm here
When they nearly broke my will
So I'm up and down like a yo you
With my pain
cnd I'm up
ass so fine, (so fine)
She a alley cat, she a hood rat,
She a alley cat, she a hood rat,
She a alley cat, she a hood rat,
She a alley cat, she
low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang
We seeing 2020 vision with this shit
Yeah
They know I’m all in my bag bruh so I had to run me my racks up
Face down with her ass up, only way that I
ass out in public
The home girls tells me I'm the shit
I break them off so they can buy some outfits
I buy them sons a pack of peppers, some new joints
Called it freestyle
But this aint no freestyle
Shit so fie
Had to write this shit down
Ima real nigga
I wont do my niggas foul
i will take your shit
Emergency Announcement , Tehtection has landed
Uh, hey, bona
Sheba
Bheka
Uh, I'm a hood menace
I'm a hood , im hood menace yeah
I'm hood menace
Uh,
I do
Make a living, make a killing in the hood
What I'm trying to do now
Get my children out the hood
Before the ATF start coming
Plot, plot
gunfights under the street lights
I'm used to those
It's dem Boyz N Da Hood, sell anything for profit
Five in the mornin' on the corner clockin'
Yeah we
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