Hood - Freestyle
You, you know nobody's gonna hit as hard as life
But it ain't about how hard you hit
It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
That's how winning is done
I'm coming to get it
I'm coming to get it
Nigga you ready?
Nigga you ready?
Uh
Yeah, I'm from niggas who gonna hit
Yeah, I'm gonna make a classic
Savage, what?
Yeah, uh
I keep on Trying i fell to the floor
And i got up again cause i know I'ma get it(yeah, yeah)
Call on my Brothers
When i get in Trouble I'm Calling(no)
One time and they coming to get me(graahh)
That nigga said he the One
So We Hop on his block and we spraying his shit like confetti(fuck)
How you gon tell on the Gang(what)
And expect to be living you know that these bullets get Heavy(fuck)
We Got the guns on the left(what,savage)
And the right so wherever they coming we ready to blow(yeah)
That Nigga said he My man but He still getting Killed
If he snitch and don't stick to the Code(getting killed)
We finna hop on your Block
And We we making it hot
If you ever gon touch on my Bro
Never Gon hang
With no Bitch or no Snitch
If you not in my circle a no is a no(huh, huh)
He Saying shit now(graahh, graahh)
I'm back on his ass like the back of his pants
Men i hope that He ready(back)
He might running his mouth on the internet
When we gon catch him this shit can get Bloody(bloody)
Hands on the wheel with that glock on the hip
Now we closing on him I don't think that he Ready
Uh(yeah)
Think that he ready
Nigga be ready, graahh(yeah)
Nigga you ready?(huh)
That nigga might not be ready(ready)
Nigga be ready(huh)
Swearing this shit like confetti(confetti)
Uh, making me dirty(uh)
Making me dirty(dirty)
Uh, yeah, savage(ooh)
I got Glocks
I got niggas, we gon' let up shots(let up shots)
Hit 'em fast
You know how we never not relax(graahh, graahh)
We got racks
And the clip be horny, now you dead(huh)
You not fast(huh)
You not fast, you not fast, uh(huh)
I be getting steady(yeah)
Pull up glocks, you know how getting space(pull up, pull up)
Pull up like confetti
Now that nigga running steady(like confetti)
Uh, yeah, run it steady
Yeah, uh
Graahh, graahh, graahh, graahh
But it ain't about how hard you hit
It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
That's how winning is done
I'm coming to get it
I'm coming to get it
Nigga you ready?
Nigga you ready?
Uh
Yeah, I'm from niggas who gonna hit
Yeah, I'm gonna make a classic
Savage, what?
Yeah, uh
I keep on Trying i fell to the floor
And i got up again cause i know I'ma get it(yeah, yeah)
Call on my Brothers
When i get in Trouble I'm Calling(no)
One time and they coming to get me(graahh)
That nigga said he the One
So We Hop on his block and we spraying his shit like confetti(fuck)
How you gon tell on the Gang(what)
And expect to be living you know that these bullets get Heavy(fuck)
We Got the guns on the left(what,savage)
And the right so wherever they coming we ready to blow(yeah)
That Nigga said he My man but He still getting Killed
If he snitch and don't stick to the Code(getting killed)
We finna hop on your Block
And We we making it hot
If you ever gon touch on my Bro
Never Gon hang
With no Bitch or no Snitch
If you not in my circle a no is a no(huh, huh)
He Saying shit now(graahh, graahh)
I'm back on his ass like the back of his pants
Men i hope that He ready(back)
He might running his mouth on the internet
When we gon catch him this shit can get Bloody(bloody)
Hands on the wheel with that glock on the hip
Now we closing on him I don't think that he Ready
Uh(yeah)
Think that he ready
Nigga be ready, graahh(yeah)
Nigga you ready?(huh)
That nigga might not be ready(ready)
Nigga be ready(huh)
Swearing this shit like confetti(confetti)
Uh, making me dirty(uh)
Making me dirty(dirty)
Uh, yeah, savage(ooh)
I got Glocks
I got niggas, we gon' let up shots(let up shots)
Hit 'em fast
You know how we never not relax(graahh, graahh)
We got racks
And the clip be horny, now you dead(huh)
You not fast(huh)
You not fast, you not fast, uh(huh)
I be getting steady(yeah)
Pull up glocks, you know how getting space(pull up, pull up)
Pull up like confetti
Now that nigga running steady(like confetti)
Uh, yeah, run it steady
Yeah, uh
Graahh, graahh, graahh, graahh
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