lirik lagu traxamillion – from the hood
i came up on block with fades in the cut
(trax, n-gg- this slap cuz, you know we f-ck wit’ it)
i came up on block with fades in the cut
[chorus:]
i’m from the hood (from the hood)
where it’s good (where it’s good)
swisher sweer, optimo, backwood (backwood)
got purp (got purp)
got grillz (got grillz)
in a scr-per wit the big shiny wheels (shiny wheels)
black ts (black ts)
twenty threes (twenty threes)
throw my hood up in the air: juicy
got pills, got drink,
i’ma hug this block till i cain’t
this is how it sound if pure crack had a soundtrack
hustla, hustla, jack tracks while the dubs slap
listen how my, listen how my, look at how my b-ss slap
hate that asap
lay flat when they cain’t clap
you could see your face in my bling
twenty four inch no cut no scr-pe
getting pap’ till i fade
i love to hear that b-ss,
they want to see the mob
funky fresh in the place
do it crunker on them chains
take a swig of that priv, it’s goin down
yo girlfriend at the crib, she goin down
hop in the seven-oh and go around
in the circle sideways up the block clownin
b-tch n-gg-z we doubting cuz we don’t give a f-ck
you put your faith in sl-ts man you ain’t seen enough
you put your face in sl-ts man you ain’t real as us
i came up on block with fades in the cut
[chorus]
where you wanna go, (huh?)
what you wanna do? (huh?)
we can talk it out,
or n-gg- we can shoot.
you think it’s cute,
it get ugly as a sharkbite
all that slick sh-t, b-tch you better talk right
i hug the block n-gg- all day and all night
my weed is all purple, my crack is all white
some n-gg-s poppin pills, some n-gg-s takin tonys,
some n-gg-s really real, some n-gg-s really phony,
i’m on your helmet homie,
melt it like it’s grilled cheese,
police on the high speed
real n-gg-s never freeze
cop keys goin roca for roca
go to war back and forth,
losing soldier for soldier
so every real n-gg- need protection,
a playa raw, like the grocery store meat section (meat section)
want me to lighten up?
or tempt these brighten chucks?
go through taliban style
and you getting tightened up
[chorus]
look n-gg-, i’m always here
you talk under yo breath but i always hear
take yo air with the five zero life ain’t fair
lil cuz in the pen doin life up there
he need money on his books, i send yo wife up there
locked down in the house, doin life out, yeah
n-gg-, we ain’t never scared, we ain’t never cared
we eat your food with full stomachs,
we ain’t never shared
[chorus]
for my n-gg-s in the club (ay)
bout to ride out (ay)
we don’t give a f-ck,
we’ll stomp yo car out
if a ripper want to stunt,
and willin’a wild out,
we don’t give a f-ck,
we’ll stomp you car out
for my n-gg-s in the club (ay)
bout to ride out (ay)
we don’t give a f-ck,
we’ll stomp yo car out
if a ripper want to stunt,
and willin’a wild out,
we don’t give a f-ck,
we’ll stomp you car out
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