Lyrics:
Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I
collapsing
But I'm still rapping get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flying, low, and laughing
Family bashing 'til it
dice with them boys
Right by Pull-A-Part
You looking stupid
Like you don't know who I am
It's Big Jim-hill
Aka that boy Karam
From McNair all the way
yo' self, put that first, my n****
'Cause we from the hood they say we hopeless, untrue
It's time that all my n***** start believing
We want that big
Falcon x Entertainment
Uhuh
MO
Ok call me Okesie
We day happy we na self
All day all night gb3k3n33 nk33 awor
More girls in the hood
All day all
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
it, E-Swift be quick with it
Every time I spit it forget it, y'all need to quit it, sing it
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da da da
I'm not a boyz n the hood addict
Menace fanatic
I live the street life for real
So i can brag it
Pop gave me gun lesson back when i was a kid
Now
da-da)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)
People get taken over by this pain-body (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)
Because it's energy field that almost has a life of its own
favorite rapper, y'all niggas can't tell me nothin'
Everybody's first bootleg was Boyz 'n the Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood
hood is viewed
And the beef is bubbling
It's no discussion, hereditary
All of my cousins
Dying of thirst
Dying of thirst
Dying of thirst
Too
to clean a nigga house call me ajax
I'll wipe ya hood down like windex
And I got it off da stove out da pyrex
Cooking hard white shit I'm Miami crocker
And I
hustlers
And they bout it, n****s we rowdy
Never givin' a f***, we started this bout it, bout it
Now why y'all sayin' y'all bout it bout it
Y'all
mouth shots or hit wit the pipe Ralph got
When sucker ain't around, it's your Friday, it was good
I wasn't salty, she was wit the Boyz N the Hood
dissolving, involved in
What Farakhan and, Jim Brown couldn't solve
I'ma tell you what I know, what I know
[Royce Da 5'9"]
It's them Boyz In the Hood
first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood?
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door
All of my niggas is Raptors
Bitch i came up in Jurassic
I don't want the Escalade I bought the Range you end up dead if you Lac'n
It get petty when it
they was me
Pretty n Hood told him once he understood
Asked him how it taste
And he say very good
Told him go for seconds boy is what you really should
control
‘Cause we just want a piece of paper
I’m just tryna make it home
Okay, we ‘bout it
My hood is clouded
Windows surround us
Now I’m off balance
you got da holy ghost
Get crunk, start doin ya thang
Get up, start doin ya thang (hanh!)
[Verse 8]
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin'
All
it n da way she twerkin got dis bitch jumpin
Heard about me round da hood cause I got the streets buzzin
Catch me in the building blowin throwin all da
criminals up off of the curb
It's a cold ass world, especially for male
They filling up more than half of all jails
The government got the world
b**** do it sloppy whenever she eat up the c***
I'm tryna get off my rocks
See we got the hood hot
I taught myself how to add it up right on my digital
mouth shots or hit wit the pipe Ralph got
When sucker ain't around, it's your Friday, it was good
I wasn't salty, she was wit the Boyz N the Hood
I
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