First of all, just to make some shit clear, im never cappin, Know what im sayin aint no cap in my rap i be on all the bull shit im On whatever time you on you dig what im sayin, Like i said you stingy you dont be tryin to share that dick know What im sayin when i slid off in That motha fucka thats just what i did She gone let a nigga know That she a hood baby she aint back and forthin with them hoes, I wish you would baby and she keep a blunt if she cant find a lighter She gone light it on the kitchen stove yea Yea, aye, she got the keys to a nigga soul yea All of her friends with the smoke yea None of her kids got the same daddy but its cool cuz its all they know Neighborhood got a gate in the front but its always broke She might just curse out a nigga in public Pattin her weave might get a concussion, but shit i love it Hood baby, my lady You down and you real but you crazy Hood baby so wavy And its goin down when you faded yea Hood baby, hood baby Hood baby hood baby yea Hood baby, my lady You down and you real but you crazy yea Yea, uncle still in the hood sellin weed sippin lean poppin perks yea Give her 50 for the food stamps you'll get a hundred dollars worth Granny still sayin prayers inside the church, Cousin just got out tryin to find some work Couple niggas from the hood hit it Too ill be lyin if i said i was first Love it when she go to the store with a scarf on Even when she go to bed with a bonnet lookin good cant ignore yall And she got some tats on her yea yea she got some ass on her yea yea I got your back baby yea yea know thats a fact baby yea yea woah woah Hood baby, my lady You down and you real but you crazy Hood baby so wavy And its goin down when you faded yea Hood baby, hood baby Hood baby hood baby yea Hood baby, my lady You down and you real but you crazy yeaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
