i made it out the hood
my niggas good
these niggas hating cause i made it out the hood
shroom dice playing poker
cooking dope
jugging bales
that's what happen in the hood
it's a lot of real niggas
bitch you know it's steal and snitch in each and every fucking hood
i would never cross my niggas
they gon ride for me nigga
young scooter and i put that on my hood
50 racks in the bank
i'm in the hood shooting ceelos
cost a whole 100 thousand
beat that case in ohio
never sold a dog food
let that sit off the
when i move
they streets move
it's a go
i'm a say so
got that 50 bricks of white in the truck on the back street
making children stay away but we meet up like a track meet
pull off in a 2 litre
that shit stop my heart beat
i won't never see you fake rappers out in these dirty streets
you say you from the hood
you better keep it real
long way up out that money
i won't ever deal
i got remix dope jumping out the bail
i just spent 5 mil out the hood i'm in
i put that on my mama
i'm a road runner
if this load drop
it gon be a cold summer
sometimes i wonder how the fuck i keep from going under
sometimes i wonder how the fuck i made it out the drug
keep up under them books like a librarian
booty onion
i'm a motherfucking barbarian
you remember when we caught a case
you remember that little altercation
you know that money dirty
had to do my laundry
but now that money clean
yup
money laundering
va
i hit for 30
i went down for larceny
lord you know i'm living dirty
here's to doing robbery