Testi musica canzoni

Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son, they don't want beef
I cock that, aim that shit out the window
Spray, there ain't a shell left in my heat
Ya'll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay
down
Get hit with a K round, ya ass ain't gon' make
it
You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya
brains out
Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and shakin'
I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats
explode
If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll
niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns
cold
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load
The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ass
I won't fuck, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma
see whats up
I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my
trunk
Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk

In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where
without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't
know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my
gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin'
around to buck back
In my hood

I don't trust a mothafuckin' soul when the D's
come they fool
On my first case they told, where I'm from it
ain't safe
To have more than a 8th, niggas'll come to your
place
Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe
As your heart starts to race cause a robbery
could turn into a homo-case
Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, niggas
will pop at you
Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son,
niggas will go hard for that cake
These thirsty niggas will lurk, then you'll have
to catch 'em and murk 'em
I'm observin' in my hood, these niggas be
dumbin'
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is 'em
runnin'
They make it harder and harder to pump on the
block
I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm supposed to eat
when its hot

In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where
without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't
know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my
gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin'
around to buck back
In my hood

That house party off the hook, until the shots go
off
Well thats what you get for stuntin' on my block
show off
Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you
slippin'
Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin'
Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin' a
whippin'
Shit, bitch get out a pocket, she needs some
discipline
Peep the fiends, shootin' diesel in his arm in
the alley
Look at the chrome spinners spinnin' on that
black DeNalli
The grimey niggas where I'm from, they wanna see
you chipped up
You shine, they gon' ?? and shoot your whip up
It ain't good to do good in my hood [Gunshot]
You know not to do good now

In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where
without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't
know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my
gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin'
around to buck back
In my hood