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Waka Flocka Flame

Stay Hood

 

Stay Hood

(альбом: Mollywood - 2019)


[Hook:]
I'm a stay 'hood 'til the day that I die
Yeah 'til the day that I die
I'm a twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high
Yeah...
I said I'm a stay motherfucking 'hood 'til the day that I die
Phantom, ghost, no wheels, nigga, that's just how I ride
I come from the hood where you don't testify
Take murder with no tears off in your fucking eyes

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka]
All my niggas ride, where I come from, ain't gon' feel ones, nigga
Fuck you thinkin'?
Have a fuck boy Pacquiao planking
'Til the loud got plain, too, drinking
50K for a show, no popping
Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears
Broke niggas can't talk like this
Rolex on my main bitch wrist
Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots
Looks like I just stomped a nigga out
Get your man down, nigga, lights out
Shoot at your ass with that mouthing about
He ain't talk no more, what's happening?
Outside your mama house, what's crackin'?
Popping mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin
Geeked up, pull up, hyena laughing
Them boys ain't real, stop acting like us
In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust
I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust
In a bad bitch's guts always
Counting money like always
Getting money from three-ways
I could never, ever see no rainy days

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
Hollygrove in this motherfucker
I'm tired of all these big niggas
These motherfuckers like Robitussin
I'm rolling up with my bitch, nigga
As a matter of fact, she roll it for me
Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga
Hit that shit like an open jumper
Rest in peace Lil' Beezy
I wish my nigga could see me now
Motherfuckers better king me
I'm a walk around wearing Jesus' crown
These niggas just pussy
I'm a let that chopper eat 'em out
Dead body in the bushes
Well that's a bush you don't beat around
Beat your ass with my skateboard
Weed loud like you make noise
I'm on them trees like Akon
My cellphone going napalm
Guns sound like bass drums
Young Money, drum section
Psycho... ward, nigga 1-7, Tunechi!

[Hook]

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