Curry Klay (feat. E.Cruse, Gold Gunzz)

In the summer it get hot, in the summer it get hot, in the summer it get hot, got cool with it, yo, got cool with it, yo, got cool with it In the summer it get hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence, we got cool with it I thank the highest for my gift nigga everyday, cause in my hood you was bound to be a curry klay In the summer it get hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence, we got cool with it I thank the highest for my gift nigga everyday, cause in my hood you was bound to be a curry klay In the summer it get hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence, we got cool with it I thank the highest for my gift nigga everyday, cause in my hood you was bound to be a curry klay Like you was born to be a curry clay, like everyday you gotta shoot to leave, you gotta shoot to stay And damn, either way they gon' recruit you, is you shootin' with the hoopers, or you shootin' with the shooters And pop was in the kitchen, cookin' up a brick, mom was in the kitchen cookin', fixin' up a dish And I was in the living room just learnin' all the tricks, like how the f*ck you think I shoot so good, I learned it with my wrist And if you shootin' for them stars, you better aim it far, cause they want you like a caged bird, livin' behind bars Project Babies, we ain't even thinkin' twice, we feelin' safer in the violence, when they shootin' every night We know it's hot, but we cool with it, In the summer it get hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence We got cool with it, I thank the highest for my gift, nigga, everyday, cause in my hood, you was bound to be a curry klay It got hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence, we got cool with it I thank the highest for my gift, nigga, everyday, cause in my hood, you was born to be a curry klay Ain't no ifs, ands, or maybes, ain't no probablys, nigga, your bitch is mommy, nigga, and she got that sloppy, nigga Original gangster cluf, cloth, ain't no copy, nigga, play with my broccoli, nigga, I'm slidin' like it's hockey, nigga They think I'm 6'5", 230, cause I'm cocky, nigga, two mac 90's, this one 80, this is guns, baby Eighties, baby, straight jacket, crazy, ratchet safety, ridin' round, sellin' eighties out a gray Mercedes Product of the projects they projected, I failed, I perfected, lettin' choppers projectin' out shells All my homies in the ground or they stuck in the cell, one day two visits the grave and stuck in the jail In the summer, it get hot, we was cool with it, somehow we feel safe in the violence, we got cool with it I thank the highest for my gift, nigga, everyday, cause in my hood, you was bound to be a curry klay I thank the highest for my gift, nigga, everyday, cause in my hood, you was bound to be a curry klay