Hood Angel

Yeah turn up
I'm wit my crew we burn up
Smoking on some gas yeah you know we real stoners
Yo bitch hear my name she goin fuck for the bonus
Y'all niggas lame and bogus
I'm on my grind I'm focused
VVS on drown you know that shit gleam
When I step up on the scene all my ice it go bling
I just pull up on yo hoes
Cause these niggas fold like clothes
Aks with them choppers
And you know they come and go
J Money tatted on yo bitch you know im on the road
I just got a rolli diamond with the rose gold
I got the game on lock
You get hit with the glock
J Money back up in the booth you know im coming lit
I'm hitting all the licks yeah I'm in the zone 6
Platinum records yeah you know we coming with the hits
Get the chopper we goin slide
Fuck niggas they goin hide
Real niggas we goin ride
Do this shit all the time
Fuck with mine you get hit
Yeah you might get the stick
Fucking with J Money yeah
You goin get hit quick
Yeah nigga it's lil zay
Got that big kay
Catch that lil nigga man I'm goin let it spray
I can't fuck with no opps
Can't fuck with no lames
I'm all for my brothers we all for the gang
I'm all for my gang
I'm not goin change i stay ten toes
I never fold
I got the draco if this nigga talking shit
Imma have to let it go
Yeah turn up
I'm wit my crew we burn up
Smoking on some gas yeah you know we real stoners
Yo bitch hear my name she goin fuck for the bonus
Y'all niggas lame and bogus
I'm on my grind I'm focused
VVS on drown you know that shit gleam
When I step up on the scene all my ice it go bling
I just pull up on yo hoes
Cause these niggas fold like clothes
Aks with them choppers
And you know they come and go
Ap on my wrist you know I got a Cuban bitch
I flew her outside of Miami she touch down n get the dick
Hoping out wit sticks I told him get down like a bitch
Have a sit down wit yo hoe I'm running trains throughout the six
Ak monkey clip I let it spray
Know my niggas pop out hop out wit the Kay's
Jump inside the foreign shit just lost its brain
Bitch these Tommie's yo broke ass stuck in them hanes
Platinum records what we making all our songs
Told that bitch I like her finessing them thongs
Chopper sing my bankroll clip is hella long
When I was down bad on my ass they did me wrong
Out the trenches out the mud
Had to move all of these drugs
So i could feed all my family because outta slugs
Had to load the shotti got the skunk in the trunk
Gas got lower know it sunk
I double up like it's a bunk
Yeah turn up
I'm wit my crew we burn up
Smoking on some gas yeah you know we real stoners
Yo bitch hear my name she goin fuck for the bonus
Y'all niggas lame and bogus
I'm on my grind I'm focused
VVS on drown you know that shit gleam
When I step up on the scene all my ice it go bling
I just pull up on yo hoes
Cause these niggas fold like clothes
Aks with them choppers
And you know they come and go



Credits
Writer(s): Trabajarie & J Money
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