Testo HOODLUMZ - Denzel Curry feat. PlayThatBoiZay & A$AP Rocky
Testo della canzone HOODLUMZ (Denzel Curry feat. PlayThatBoiZay & A$AP Rocky), tratta dall'album VIP
(Niggas in the hood)
I'm 'bout my profit, if I rob plug, I'm the socket
Run that shit up, bitch, I'm Sonic, feelin' iconic
Need my dick wet, I'm aquatic, my life a comic
Bitch, I am lit, electronic, this the new wave, catastrophic
Smokin' on chronic, rockin' black flag like I'm gothic
In my hood, I'm trending topic, you outta pocket
My bitch, she foreign exotic
I'm 'bout my skrilla deposits, in love with narcotics
Drip on your bitch like the faucet
Hate be so rubber, the love is so toxic
Groupie hoes eat me up like I'm chocolate
Day-ones with me, niggas clique hoppin'
Shooters with me, I'm too known to be boxin'
Niggas' hoes on Twitter be flaugin'
See me out and- (smo-smoke)
Smoke that ganja, that's that loud pack
Have your ass smacked (uh-huh)
Click-clack, knock your shit back, no more chit-chat (niggas in the hood)
Grab a leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefin' on a spliff (ay)
Pull up on the block, what's good? (Niggas)
Try me, wish a nigga would (niggas)
Try me, hit you with the wood (niggas)
Misfits, misunderstood (niggas)
Never been these Hollywood (niggas)
This goes out to the hood (niggas)
Police pull up and pop (niggas)
All they wanna do is drop (niggas)
Spin a nigga block, we gon' aim at the top
Capital punishment like we were backed by the government
Boys on my avenue runnin' shit
Wait, wait, wait, hol' up (do-do-do-do-do-do)
We made you history 'cause we rewrote it
Wet up your body, that nigga eroded
Move with emotion, you left with no motion
If it ain't opps, what the fuck am I smokin'?
Smoke that ganja, that's that loud pack, have your ass smacked (uh-huh)
Click-clack, knock your shit back, no more chit-chat (niggas in the hood)
Grab a leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefin' on a spliff
Gr-grab a leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff
Gr-grab a leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff, uh
20 clips, hollow tips, hit, rip through a nigga bitch hip
Now she got a slip disc, rip, all I hear is "R.I.P, R.I.P, R.I.P, R.I.P" shit
Rest in peace, so you know it's only right I rip this shit here
Nigga, my nigga, lil' nigga, my nigga, negative word, make it a verb
Nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga (nigga, fuck is wrong with you?)
My weird homie rock a blonde lace like '98 Eminem
Him again, nail paint, art, hell nah, I ain't feminine
I'm way too gifted, trippin', I'm feelin' conflicted
This lifestyle is way too addictive, fuck it, get lifted
My boy got a plug on prescriptions, I'm sick without feelin' no symptoms
Still ain't no cure for the sickness, feel like my sisters look better as strippers
All of my brothers is headed to prison
No love for the sick, or the dead, or no victims, nigga
(Niggas in the hood)
Credits
Writer(s): Darnell Carlton, Ricky Dunigan, Paul Beauregard, Rakim Mayers, Kwesi Darko, Denzel Curry, Isaiah Loubeau, Jordan Michael Huston
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