Love My Hood
Title | Love My Hood |
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Artist | Birdman |
Album | 5 ★ Stunna |
Release Date | 2007-12-11 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Chorus x2] Bitch I love my hood nigga, back in my hood Them houses back up, bitch we up to no good Flier than ever, do whatever Live this life, let me spend this cheddar [Verse 1] Blowin' on that ganja, fresh out the pound Represent mines bitch straight uptown Flamed up nigga every time I come around Its the Birdman, nigga got the game off the ground Role with a chopper, ride with a gun Doin' my thing nigga, me and my son Just like that nigga do it like that I'm the number one stunner bitch, how you love that? Hat stay low, 250 on the glow The new Jacob watch bitch, had to have the hoe The water came first then it fucked up the flow Fucked yup the coke and the dope and the dro Bounced back bitch, nigga had to get more You know how we do it, get the cash off the flow Every nigga in my hood took that loss I made other nigga neighborhoods pay that cost One hunnid [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Nigga bubbly Chrissy, she's so with me Ride so fly nigga, the hood all in me Till I die, these niggas goin' feel me 5 story condo, my G's ride with me Straight up blood, that's my love Agreed to the 17th, we came up tough Crab in a bucket, uptown fuck it If I pull this motherfucker I'ma pop this motherfucker Love my hood, I get down for my hood Ride for my homies out the neck of my woods And took your haters out for one of your tomatoes Creep up on your bitch and I'ma work it like a label Stuntin' on them pussies, G4 nigga Phantom and the Range Rover paid out nigga 5 star hotel, mommy is a model G'd up bitch and we be drinkin' out the bottle nigga [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] I miss my mama, love my daddy Rode for my other brother, put that nigga in a caddy Divorced a freak but married to the game Doing my thing bitch, gettin' this change Uptown madness, so sadness Spend that corner, everybody had to have it Slangin' that iron, don't mind dying Have your whole neighborhood out cryin' Love your life nigga if thats your son Fuckin' with this bitch, you won't have one Lord to my hood, never leave my hood Blood on the concrete nigga my wood [?] no lie, I tell you no lie That nigga wouldn't have died, he still would have died The blood in my eyes wouldn't have let it ride I watched the whole motherfuckin' neighborhood cry You might also like[Chorus x2] |