HOOD POLITICS

Ah
Man you know what we on (you know what we on)
I ain't even gotta explain myself no more to these niggas
AH
Big BSF, Huh
I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though

Uh, they gon say the money changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it
I watched them suckers bend the rules
But what I do, forgave them niggas
Makin movies I played the villain
Shake n' move and makin millions
Money callin, my line beeping
I had to tell em to wait a minute, Uh
Phillipe steak from table scraps
I don't lie when making raps
Enough dough saved up dat
I can pay the label back
Overseas tourin I'm staying at a Paris Hilton
Then a few weeks later a niggas ran into Paris Hilton
I made cocaine aroma smoke
We never got diplomas doe
The President that making drugs legal
That's who I'm voting foe
You know BSF the stamp nigga
These killers uncontrollable
The hip hop police want my mug shot for these quotables
S-class, the new one to model
Pillows in the back and the rug so soft
Can't wear yo shoes when we ridin'
I'm used to beef, all they do is some hollows
Keep playin'
We got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles
It's Butch nigga

Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride

Uh, they gon say the feature changed me
But I'ma say the haters did it
I watched them niggas turn they backs
So what I do, I played them niggas
Makin memories with they women
Hit the pussy, wounds still healing
Bitches callin, my line beeping
I had to tell em to wait a minute, Uh
Nigga thought he played me tho
Like I do my radio
Now I'm in the front
Go ahead nigga and hate me more
I do what I want
Cartoon nigga in the same clothes
Now a nigga stunt
You been a hater and now it show
Boy you in a bunk
With other haters and sharing flows
Nothing from the heart
A trouble man without the soul
Bitch nigga you flunked, this is the class for going gold
What's in Benny trunk, is in my pad, because I'm dope
I'm the one they want, it feel like I am the only hope
Destined to be great, by fate, the pain unbearable
Flavors to the face, I smoke the blunt, so I can cope
Like we playing kontakt banks, we got complete control

Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)
Hood politics is dangerous (shit is dangerous)
Better living on our side (on our side)
All my niggas they gone ride (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremie Scorpio Pennick, George Baker
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