Lyrics:
S: North South to tha West C: Celly Cel
S: Celly Cel C: Silkk the Shocker
S: Uh huh C: In this motherfucker
S: I'm in this bitch C: Mob
Interest
Tera STcN Nahi Tha In Threat
Uske Fan Pade The In Bed
Mere Plan Bade The Inse
cur Scene Free From These Insects
Fir Pehli Daali Mixtape
Gaanja
Tha motherfuckin' Dogg Pound
Is definitely in the motherfuckin' house
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo Kurupt, run that shit
Niggas I grew up with,
your hood Buried
In stacks, niggas
We don't bar you hoes, call the laws, once we get started, bitch, we fadin" them all
Now fall
Another victim of this
93, V8, hear when I'm comin
Know I'll kill it in tha fall, so I'm buildin all summer
Know you hopin that I fall
I'm hopin you plummet
If I'm in
nigga
Evrybody an' there mama duin dis rap thang
I'm thankful dat my lil' brutha ain't in da hood bangin
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just
It's like 3 in tha morn & we out still drinking stuffing weed ina cone
Might fall up in tha club tella bitch something slick then it's time 2 get
wit tha niggas that i kicked it
But i had it confused - cant mix friends - in this business shyt
Yea I got love tha hood but we ain’t intimate???
Cuz i
cuz it ain’t really nuthin (nuthin)
Turnt it into somethin (turnt it into somethin)
Catch me in tha hood or u can catch me in tha suburbs
Either way
show me you part of tha grind
Fuckin with my kind
If you hop in on this passenger side
It's consequences she say baby let's ride
Fuck it let's get it let
this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker
naked body on D's
Do or die is the motto that we strive to live
Do a muthafuckin drive-by on your wife and kids
From every hood to block to park to street
or three rats
Three or four gats
When it come to beef bitch you don’t want that
My niggas in the hood selling weed coke crack
Trynna buy some J’s
in tha pen (yeah)
swerve on 'em
actin bad off that gin (what)
swerve on 'em
hit his block and act again fuckin nigga swerve on 'em
verse 1
you might
I'm probably sliding thru yo hood
By my lonely
I know sum niggas want me dead
Thas why my billy stay on me
A couple niggas get a bag
N go n switch
can’t never get bored I surf in it she be like awesome bro
She that wet wet
Lookin Goddess gorgeous
From her head to tha toes
I’m a hood celebrity
N you
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
yeah you know I'm coming from the west
Guardian soul, grew up on rock 'n roll
cble to live fast, by how I take it all in slow
Yeah you know I'm coming
(Ay)
Piking bitch, sighting spitz (Ay)
Shut the fuck up before you in tha dirt
Look it up this is earth, hurt ya with tha Uzi Vert!
Now sittin' in
Dumbass Apparel Tapp in with me
And i got Da pack on me
Got some quarters throw me 50
Uber eatting door dashin
Kinda risky in the hood
Facetime with my
It's just another day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by Snoop in a black Cherokee
Daz in the back, Warren G. in
niggas 'll do
For a grip in this day and age
See I be tryin' to get paid and
Keep my game sharper than a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the hood in
you smell like a bitch
Die young or get rich in tha hood
Hold Game in a hand like a switch
Hey bitch get tha fuck back
Get tha fuck back Get down
My
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
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