The Hood Lyrics

The Hood - M24

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I like, I like that you switch it up sometimes as well

You get me? You're versatile with it (Mm)

Yeah, you're working hard, you're a genius at this ting for real

Like bags of ten rude boy

Make sure you keep workin' fam

I want you representin' A the right way, you feel me?

All of these bad ones get in their feelings

I was in country, different seasons

Gettin' my P's in, now I do music, different feelings

Always in West End, different meetings

Catch an opp, that's several beatings

Still do thieving, big boy corn

'Round here, corn come fat like Cleveland (Lekaa Beats)

There's way more to life than the hood (No cap)

MG got time for the hood (Free 'em)

Maggie B got life for the hood (Free 'em)

JB's in the can, got bagged in the hood (Ah, man)

But I still got the time for the hood (Yes)

In the hood everyday, used to grind in the hood

Couple opps not here 'cause we bang for the hood (Grr, baow)

We scream "Get back" in the hood (Get back)

The hood's where I creep and we die in the hood

Try ride on the hood, don died on the hood

It's live in the hood, got the live on the hood

'Round there, everybody's got pride

And I got gyal in the hood just to ride on my hood (Yes)

Go back 'round there if they slide on the hood (Skrrt)

Made it out the hood but my mind's in the hood (Yes)

I'm doin' shows, I ain't really got time in the hood (Nope)

Money and swag, she know we got it (Yes)

Why you think she like the sound of my voice?

Why you think her friends like the look of my boys? (Why you think?)

Big boy cars, we got big boy toys (Yes)

Big boy engines, big boy noise (Engines, big boy noise)

Why you think they wanna fuck with the boys? (Yes)

They lost their heart when their boss got locked

And the other lost a heart when a boss got locked (Ah, man)

Now M24 just can't be stopped (No, I can't)

Flopped (Yes), they try drill it on me and flopped (Dickheads)

Us man done it on him, he dropped

Clock that (Spot him)

Drop that (Yes)

Sweep that (Yes)

Mop that (Grr)

Don't stop that, man pop that (Yes)

Bare sweet ones, I got that (I do)

Beat that, might block that

Block that, block that (Uh-uh)

You don't wanna see brodie cop that (No, you don't)

Cop back, drop that (Brrr)

Really and truly (Really and truly)

I got gyal tryna do me (Yes I do, don't ask)

And I got opps tryna shoot me (Uh)

Still tryna slide 'round there, no Toosie

Jump out gang, mans jump out hoopties (Jump out gang)

Shake it, man make that shake, I ain't talking booties (Yes)

Moncler, Louis, Amiri, Gucci

Back then, nothin' but Ralph or Chewy (Yes)

'Member them days in my hood on bike now I got it like Heff, Huey (Yes I do, don't ask)

Eyes on the prize cah everything Gucci (Everyting, everyting)

I told her "Baby, don't act shy like Snoochie"

On the block, get diced like Ludi (Yes, yes)

She wanna do me, feds wanna do me (Yes, yes)

Up on the boards, now the bredrins are moody

Rate me or shoot me, they hate that I'm Gucci (Baow)

Why they wan' hate on a kid? Come do me (Come)

I got a brown one (Yes), big booty (What a back), big cutie (Peng)

You ain't been on the streets, you're a newbie (Haha)

Clock that (Spot him)

Drop that (Yes)

Sweep that (Yes)

Mop that (Grr)

Don't stop that, man pop that (Yes)

Bare sweet ones, I got that

Beat that, might block that

Block that, block that (Uh-uh)

You don't wanna see brodie cop that (No, you don't)

Cop back, drop that (Brrr)