Lyrics:
pay me (he gotta pay)
He be wit' the shit, never fugazi
He don't hesitate to shoot for a lady
I roll his weed and how he like to buy my weave
And he
Get that money, roll out the bank
Get that money, roll out the bank
Get that money, roll out the bank
Get that money, roll out the bank
Get that
jealous
Developed the knack to kill and slang crack, huh
Smokin buddha's at a bomb orange buddha
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back in if they do ya
Roll
now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon' roll like them cats and hit every block on the job
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? (What?)
eyes
It's Lil Weezy, for real
Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood, I smoke real good
Slide on them
eyes
It's Lil Weezy, for real
Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood, I smoke real good
Slide on them
of made us
We making money, but we never let it change us
If you real, won't you go and throw your hood up
And if you skurred, all you bitches gotta
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood
the hood (Hood)
I am from the hood (The hood)
I am from the hood
(I just got enough money to
Buy a rocket launcher) i am from the hood
I am from the hood
muthafuckas is up to no good
Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up
So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck
I put it down for
talking bank roll my money my money my money
(Ace Hood)
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
Ten Balmain nic nie znaczy tu
Kiedy każdy kutas chce wbić nóż
Musisz patrzeć na każdy swój ruch
Musisz patrzeć tylko na hood patrz hood
Podchodzą no
I just hold her by the waist and say
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get cha mawfuckin roll on what?
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get on top that dick and get
paper
What you want?, What you need?, As we walk through every gutter
Every hood and every street and every block we got it covered
Throwing money
gun?
Welcome to tha hood
Gotta pocket full of crack?
Welcome to tha hood
Lost your money shooting caps?
Welcome to tha hood
Have you ever been
the shit honey (WOO!!!)
Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money
If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service announcement from
what I am today, my nigga
The hood raisin' up the beat is weight, my nigga
First it showed me the game and then it showed me the money
Designed
Was the money good?, Was em bitches bad? Was them fuckin' good?
Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say you're
on the wood
And I can build whatever, you know my money good, yeah
I can get money, I be in the hood
I be stackin' paper like a real **** should
My money
money go stupid
I'm good in the hood like kool- aid
I don't play by the rules yeah
I been acting like I'm boosie
Thick baby show me that booty
White girl
a little Hennessy
And niggas just don't know how to act
In my hood niggas is grimey
I stay on point, I roll with my gat
In my hood niggas might buck
crack, shit
Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya
Roll wit niggaz, that's the same,
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