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Testo Look - Boyz N Da Hood

Testo della canzone Look (Boyz N Da Hood), tratta dall'album Boyz N Da Hood

You can catch me in the middle of Atlanta nigga
Look, in the crack and the crevice of the ghetto nigga
Look, chrome weapons gon' catch you on a stretcher nigga
Look, got a 9 like a 45 special nigga
Look, see I'm chillin' with my ho heard a bitch holla
Look, just a nigga wit a chrome double barrel so I
Look, comin' at me wanna kill me I can tell how he
Look, but I already had my thang cocked 'fore I
Look, see I had the same face of a nigga and I
Look, like a nigga kicked the do' to a 9 whole thang that's reefer
One sip then my 9 went bang, got rough on buddy tryna test my game
Can't you see we some killas, gorillas, gon' bang
Got some niggas still livin' hot rocks to the face
Got a whole clique of killas ridin' chevys on blades
In the trap to the morn' want beef won't pay, take a look
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Well what up folk, yeah it's your boy Breez again
Breezin' in wit one of y'all breezes again
And I know Jesus in me sins, so why not blow 'dro
Why not sip seeds and gin
Reason bein' since birth man things had seemed to feel different
I feel pimpin' deep within
Now that I'm grown it's on so I'mma gon' and spit it
And if I wanted your ho I could have her gon' admit it
I pulled up in the chevy lookin' real suspicious
Wit a bottle of Hennessey and a blunt of that sticky
Hops out wit the folks the same color of the fitted
Instead of callin' me daddy these hoes callin' me Diddy
I got a bundle of bitches wit a lot of ass and titties
Nigga young and old, freak nasty wit it
My gold teeth gon' shine so look
And you can turn your head but your broad won't look, look
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Hoppin' out a candy coated chevy bitch
Look, whole team ballin' harder than a Rucker's trick
Look, sucka tried to get live and got his gut split
Look, keep some type of piece tucked off in my briefs nigga
Look, that's why we 20 deep and ready for the beef
Take a look, a dime piece wit me all you better do is
Look, get your head open wide like a pocket book
Look, you know you shook, you ain't gotta hide your face bitch
It's uh, yeah it's Mr. Click Clacker bitch I jack these jackers
Cover more ground than Greyhound, never hustlin' backwards
Stay in the pocket gettin' flicked, but I'm breakin' the tackle
Disrespect shift your brain right to left like a tackle
I been gettin' it in for years, real niggas they know that
Back when Dominique Wilkins jerseys wasn't a throwback
Take from me I'mma hunt your ass down like a LoJack
Catch you while you sleep and blow your ass like a 'dro sack
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Step up in the club just a swingin' my chain
HD boy, Snowman's the name
Post up and pop Crist' like you do them beers
Got bread stashed that I ain't seen in a couple of years
When them broads see a gangsta they don't look they stare
Some of the lids in my ears, six figures a pair
And I'm straight from the hood, that's where I come from
Still spend a hundred grand a year on white Air One's
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey
Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in
Look, black tee, black hat, with the black Timb's
Look, we ain't talkin' to you niggas shit you ain't gotta
Look, but I put it on them dubs that your ho gon'
Look, hey



Credits
Writer(s): Jacoby White, Jay Jenkins, . Drumma Boy, Lee Dixon, Miguel Scott
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