Hood Talk

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Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down

Yeah, your ***** with the gang with her ass out

**** in her mouth got the lil' ***** occupied

Cry 'bout a *****, *****, they ain't even worried 'bout you

Model went pimped the ***** 'cause you the one that let her out

Went upper case alphabet blicks brought them letters out

Everybody strapped with them K's

But come to mine and get some rest

These ******* ****in' for some J's

Crew hoppin' *****s, **** your momma and they grave

You'll trade

I served your auntie all the ice, now she my number one J

Screamin' "**** 12" when we got our middle fingers up

Drop one of us, we drop ten, it's war

Slime say lil' bro just got 'em through the mail

Let's go stick him up

Mask up and catch that ***** tell

He ain't built like us

Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down

Yeah, your ***** with the gang with her ass out

Got them racks in and copped the trap house with the sunny feet

I get the bread in by the loafs, *****, whole wheat

And my ex partner a rat and he showed it

stick to the G code, you told it, you told it

You wrote it, you wrote it

now your front door always open, it's open for public to know it

***** *****s we exposin'

Knock 'em off, put the body, yeah, in the trash, then dispose it, dispose it

have motion, motion

Hood Baby be cozy, sippin' slow motion

The feds watchin', I'm posin'

You better watch them *****s with that ho shit

I'm ridin' with the toaster ready to toast it

Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down

Yeah, your ***** with the gang with her ass out