What What

(álbum: Silverback Gorilla - 2008)

Yeah, it's a new beginning
But e'rything still the same

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
(Ayo Grease, let's go daddy!)

I got my back all in it, D-Block inside
Got my Mac all in it, I ain't leave it in the ride
See my face wolf a nigga, no barber, no shower
Just heavy pushing nigga, mad weed and liquor
We don't hide from you homie, we just get up and we go
One cigarette, orange juice, one butter roll
E'rybody know my name, bitches on my dick
Police looping back around 'cause they think they slick
'Cause I got heavy ammunition, three birds on the seat
But I'm just going here to there, I ain't tryna draw heat
'Cause I got something on my waist, something under the hood
Motherfucker I'm good for a high speed chase, tell 'em

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
(Okay, you know the name nigga, Bully, bitch!)

I'm a money go-getter, you a light dough spender
I'm Barry Bonds of rap, you ice cold nigga
County on my ass, feds and the task
Caprice, doing a hundred but only 80 on the dash
Pounds in the trunk, burner and a brick
Too $hort bitches on my Oakland shit
I got love in the hood, for my thugs in the hood
Got my bottom bitch with me, she got the snub in the hood
Niggas talk reckless, I tell 'em "Boy listen here
You gon' need more than magic to make me disappear"
System in the Caprice, sounding all crystal clear
Knocking Silverback (Gorilla!), fronting like we switching gears

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

Black tops, red tops, clear backs, E pills
Ranges, Coupe DeVilles, coming through on big wheels
Hat low, my niggas rowdy as they wanna be
Blunt lit, stupid bitch, get from in front of me
Sheek Louch homie, now I got a street buzz
Song's hot, just like when "Everyday I'm Hustlin" was
Down South heavy but New York is where I rest at
White tee, hover mu'fuckers wear a vest at
Late night, pop the trunk, party over here, hoe
Drink up, smoke some', that's what it's there for
Hood love, love that, love money, love rap
Love fiends who love crack, dope boy and all that

If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)
If you love it in the hood, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you like getting money, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
If you running from them boys, my niggas, then say (What, what!)
But your guns is out 'cause you gon' have to catch me (What, what, what, what!)

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