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NLE Choppa

Still Hood

 

Still Hood

(album: Me vs. Me - 2022)


(CashMoneyAP)
Turn me up
A lot of these niggas be faking and flodging, we keep this shit thorough
No capping, no yapping
Everything we living, everything we doing
Put this shit in they memories
This shit right in the booth

Aye, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatching different designers, aye, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make 'em feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got 'em out the way
You can ask 'em how that fye look, when they jump out that Drac
A different day, a different case, I'm fighting to escape
I got the upmost faith that I'ma make it out okay

Aye, I done been stuck in the bottom with sharks and piranhas
The robbers and gunners and runners, I swear I been left without nothing
We really was struggling, thank you, Lord
Look at me wrong and I'm upping and I'm bussing
I'm paranoid, I be clutching in public
Not scared of you, I'm just scared of the shit I did, might catch up, Lord
Put him in the morgue, end of the story
Love my life, I got more of it
Before you take me from the shit that I built
I'ma have to go and destroy it
Had to destroy you in the process with it
Lil' children, looking at me like the spitting image of God's spirit
But you better be God fearing, on me
Living life with no complaints, plenty money in the bank
Remember scraping up change
If my new deal less than seven mill', they gon' have to go walk that plank
New grill from Johnny Dang
When I eat the pussy, got her screaming, "Flawless Gang"
If me and you hit a lick, my loyalty run so deep, I split it with the gang

I done been crossed by niggas I love
I heard the same shit happened to Christ
I done seen a snake eat a mice
Then get snaked out the same night
Ever asked the plug what's the price?
Then took 'em down, when the shit wasn't right
Never ever said that I was right
Just get in the booth and talk about my life

Aye, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatching different designers, aye, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make 'em feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got 'em out the way
You can ask 'em how that fye look, when they jump out that Drac
A different day, a different case, I'm fighting to escape
I got the upmost faith that I'ma make it out okay

Aye, aye, one thing never seen was a hoe that won't go and a bow not sold
I done seen the toughest nigga try to fight but the Choppa knock 'em out cold
I done seen a nigga cop a pipe by the end of the night had no pole
Know a nigga with a hunnid something guns, never even let one blow
Slap thirty in the stick, put my trust in this blick, not no hoe
Even when that bitch jammed, on me swear on everything, it saved my soul
I was on camera with that bitch, poking out, imagine if I had unloaded
Niggas 'round me was gon let me crash out, this shit really be bogus
Now my circle small, peep holed it
Bread loaf got bigger now
Ain't no more bread crumbs in my hand, look again, it's the large amount
Bad bitches that I'm fucking but still can't put the hood hoes down
Got a bitch coming out the south
Eat it out the bone, she from orange mound
Before six people carry, I'ma let twelve people judge me
Know that sight get scary, fighting first degrees, yelling, "Free me!"
Rather hear, "Free me" then "RIP" with my face on the tee
Do my time, lay it down in that bunk, never let a nigga hoe me

Aye, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatching different designers, aye, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make 'em feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got 'em out the way
You can ask 'em how that fye look, when they jump out that Drac
A different day, a different case, I'm fighting to escape
I got the upmost faith that I'ma make it out okay

Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatching different designers, aye, but I'm still hood

Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatching different designers, aye, but I'm still hood

done

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