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lirik lagu young buck - 16. i luv tha hood

[intro]

what’s up, dodo man?
man, i know you a true og, man
talk to these n~ggas, man
let me tell you what’s going on in the hood
n~ggas are separated and that d~mn show ain’t no good
and it’s all because of the green dollar
lock that got the white man on it making n~ggas holla

[young buck first verse]

you never witness the n~gga catch a couple hop
grandaddy drunk outside shooting a shotgun
and every time the cops come, n~ggas get the throwing patties
little kids riding bicycles with the ties flat
things trying to buy crack n~ggas trying to get rich
baby peppers in the hoes need they had fix
n~gga man won’t delive
all you see is fat ho acting like they want a n~gga
every first in the month the whole hood cooking out
pops like a truck sale of blunts and blacking mouth
cigarette b~tts and broken innocent bottles
if you got a murder case, then you the hood role model
dice games and numbers, the freeze cup house
this the project n~gga that’s how bees down south
come see what we found down here
ain’t nothing but go keeping right here
[chrous : young buck]

sh~t ain’t really all good, but i love the hood
all i need is my wing and i love a hood
i put your steps in the sky. if you want a hood
all my n~ggas get high they just want a hood
sh~t ain’t really all good, but i love the hood
all i need is my wing and i love a hood
i put your steps in the sky. if you want a hood
all my n~ggas get high they just want a hood

[d~tay second verse]

i couldn’t go without my strap y’all
stand back when you catch contact y’all
oh it’s just a part of the game and yes, it’s f~cked up
they say got away with the game, but f~cked up
and these cops like to stop with they lights on
boys grab their mask and they strap when the white gone
all night long they post it on the block
25 i have a brown 50 dollar for the w
it’ll pop up if it don’t want a boo
i know this slang just to bang and they boogie
he should stay mad at janisha
be all right he just mad cuz j on the run
he looking for his homies for support
cuz he know them folks will knock him when he come back
to pull them plates off
you know them boys ain’t giving you no le got
me talking on the street right
[chrous : young buck]

[young buck three verse]

i keep i’ll be a hood n~gga for life
i’m never leaving the brakes i’m never getting the white
i’m trying to get it right with this rap shaking
plast strap big enough to make a n~gga do a back flip
you can try and act build size a n~gga up
ghetto mama keep shadow children and never give a f~ck
street dreams and triple beans n~gga with no green
le the yellow tape don’t see know what i mean
surrounded by player haters and still eating steak and potatoe
you ain’t got to tell me i know that i’m made
i’m see me holding up traffic catching myself
wide open and guaranteed n0body going to tell
i do this for a living we throwing rocks in prison
11 to 7 police be tripping
f~cking then i’m posting kicking it block
man i love this sh~t i live in the brick
[chrous : young buck]

[outro]

don’t talk to these n~ggas man
let me suck up a little more game man
man, just like i said, the dollars got all the people f~cked up in the head
especially our black, brown, and yellow people, brothers and sisters, too
ain’t no telling what the h~ll now one of us might do
for the green funky ass dollar that makes us al
and can’t even get in the white man’s car
i i just don’t know how to tell you all that i need to tell you
because i have to talk about the cia, the fbi, the mall
and all them big motherf~ckers, too
excuse me for my french cousin
but i just got to be me and y’all be you

- lirik lagu young buck

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