the hood

Back outside with the boys Pushing up, all black truck makes so much goddamn noise Got a real bad, thick bitch, suck dick yeah, she lost her voice Ridin round town with a shooter got a blindfold on might hit your medulla Pop out the cut like Krueger I just cut ties with a cougar Stick big, long as a tuba Hit ya, you might get a tumor Drip hard, I might go scuba Pull up, 'bout deep than a school bus Fine model thot, keep two of 'em Everywhere, a nigga can't lose us Like I sell drugs with a suit on Might have to get me a new phone Might have to change out the ringtone I like the bills with the blue tone Popping my shit, get my groove on It look like I got to break the news to 'em You flexing but what would you do for 'em We stood in the field with a stiff arm All day calling plays, told her go long Y'all niggas ain't make it past the goal line Stones on me make you go blind Chrome hearts bag with the four-five All these chains and my rings, got a collage Ridin' with a bad bitch, a Minaj Getting to these racks 'til the sun rise Look me in my eyes feel like I'm dying but I won't stop Remember the days a nigga was chilling at the bus stop The face that I make is when, and know why, that I go hard Cutting the snakes out the yard Walk in that bitch with a sword Young nigga came from the soil Keeping my bond with the lord I'm having money galore Don't gotta cover my flaws Started all this from the floor Money stand tall as the wall Ape shit, stuck in a barn I met a bitch at the bar she get the best head award Who I am, over I was Full clip full of slugs Got it rough out the mud Fine shit in the tub I'ma drip her down in suds Roll a three-five in a blunt you know that's it's up My trunk in the front I hop out, they look for a skunk All black fit like a nigga went punk hands up, we don't give no fucks Ridin' 'round town, with the interior red looking like a nigga spilled my cup I had enough and I'm tired of this shit I had enough Always keep a few bills with the Benjamin print inside the duff Price going up popping tags we ain't never running out of bucks Don't try your luck, they'll flash yeah, my niggas don't care 'bout cuffs If you not first, nigga you last gotta keep it a hundred up Ridin' with a hoe, got her body done Travel the world while under the sun Steady getting cash, got unlimited funds I was with your girl and she ate me for lunch Popping it for real we ain't doing no stunts I was in the field while receiving a punt Trust your gut never trust a flunk, they ain't make the cut You saying whatever you want but you never said what it was I'm putting the salt in the cut I just didn't want it to crust Watching your back is a must I came a long way from trust Never them, always us Forever trim, hopping out of the bus always keep one tucked Got to represent for the ones above I'm showing my love Five percent tint they can't see in the whip 'cause it's all my thugs