Hood Music (feat. Lil BossUp & Tigg)

This that get us out the hood music
This that put that button on the back and let that do it
This that once you see them boys on sight we finna' get into it
This that boy I wish that nigga would do it
Talk that lingo bitch you know I'm hood fluent
Who gon play with boss up
Shit who gon' play wit me
Nobody in this bitch cause imma' chef I cook the beef
I paid attention to them words boy I'm gon' make you stand on them
I ain't tripping bout' the dissing when that land on them

This that get us out the hood music
Make you feel good music
Fuck that
Grab the strap
Do it for the hood music
Told Brody to pass the strap this shit finna' get ugly
Lil' bitch tryna' lay up I don't want no lovey' dovey'
I barely want to fuck the hoe I just want some sucky' sucky'
Hop out with that Drac' that bitch jumping like a monkey

He hop out wit that Drac' lil' tay gon' hop out with that button
Like boy get down
Shit like I clear the crowd
I hear niggas say it's up with me but niggas ain't get up with me
Shit rip city with shooters just like Dame I got a buck with me
They see how I do if I talk it I walk the shit
Don't be telling me show me you bout' the shit
Me and that nigga two kinds of popping shit
He like to start it but I'm in to stopping shit

Bitch say she want a black truck
She ain't getting that shit from Boss up
Shoutout to my Z's yea them boys keep that bitch tucked
One call away yea them boys a have your blocked fucked
We got ammunition to go to war nigga we stocked up

This that get us out the hood music
This that put that button on the back and let that do it
This that once you see them boys on sight we finna' get into it
This that boy I wish that nigga would do it
Talk that lingo bitch you know I'm hood fluent
Who gon play with boss up
Shit who gon' play wit me
Nobody in this bitch cause imma' chef I cook the beef
I paid attention to them words boy I'm gon' make you stand on them
I ain't tripping bout' the dissing when that land on them

This that real music
I'm known for doing drills I wish you would do it
Bounce out with that .45 let's get into it
Them bullets penetrate your brain and leave you clueless
You tender about that bitch I bet she give it up
And now your ass fucked
And bitch you better duck cause that Drac' hit you out of luck
We at your house with plenty sticks more chops
This that real shit oh yea
Bitch I'm booted up I'm out my top I don't give a fuck

This that get us out the hood music
This that put that button on the back and let that do it
This that once you see them boys on sight we finna' get into it
This that boy I wish that nigga would do it
Talk that lingo bitch you know I'm hood fluent
Who gon play with boss up
Shit who gon' play wit me
Nobody in this bitch cause imma' chef I cook the beef
I paid attention to them words boy I'm gon' make you stand on them
I ain't tripping bout' the dissing when that land on them



Credits
Writer(s): Jaheim Shannon
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