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boyz n da hood - look lyrics

look, look, look, look [x2]

[duke:]
you can catch me in the middle of atlanta n-gg- (look)
in the cracks and the crevises of the ghetto n-gg- (look)
gone rep you is gonna catch you on a stretcher n-gg- (look)
gotta 9 like a 45 special n-gg- (look)
still chillin with my hoe heard a b-tch holla (look)
it’s a n-gg- with a chrome double barrell so i (look)
coming at me wanna kill me i can tell how the way he (look)
but i already had my thing c-cked before i (look)
see i had the same face of the n-gg- and i (look)
like a n-gg- keep your throat to a fine hoe thing thats a reefa
one slip then my 9 went bang got rough on anybody who wanna test my game
can’t you see we some killas gorillas gonna bang
got some n-gg-s still livin how i rocks they fade
got a whole click of killas ridin chevys on blaze
and a trap to the moon, one heat one game

[chorus (x2) (jody breeze):]
boyz n da hood dressed up in (look)
black tees, black hats, with the black tims (look)
we aint talkin to you n-gg-s sh-t we aint gotta (look)
but i put it on them dubs your hoe gonna (look)

[jody breeze:]
well what up for yah, it’s your boy breeze again
breezin in with one of yall breeze again
and i know jesus seein me sin so why not blow dro, why not sip seez and gin
reason bein since birth man things have seemed
a little different, i’m still pimpin deep with in
but now that i’m grown it’s on so i’m a go on and spit it
and if i wanted your hoe i could have her gone in minutes
i pull up in the chevy lookin real slick and vicious
with a bottle of hennisey and a blunt of that sticky
hops out with the forces the same color of the fitted
instead of callin me daddy these hoes callin me diddy
i got a bundle of b-tches with a lot of -ss and t-tties
n-gg- young and old, freak nasty with it
gold teeth gonna shine, sho nuff
and you can turn your head but your broad gonna look

[chorus (x2)]

[big gee:]
hoppin out of candy coated chevy b-tch (look)
whole team ballin harder than a roucus trick (look)
sucka tryin to get live, got his gut split (look)
got some type of piece tucked in my briefs slick (look)
thats why we rollin deep with a barreta taker (look)
a dime piece with me all you better do is (look)
get your head open wide like a pocket book (look)
you know you shook you aint gotta hide your face b-tch (look)
yeah its mister click clacker yeah i jack the jackers
cover more than greyhound every hustlin backwards
stay in the pocket gettin sticked but im breakin them tackles
disrespect shift you brain left to right like a tackle
i’ve been gettin it for years and real n-gg-s know that
back when dominique, brooklyn jersey rockin the throw back
take it from me, i’m a hunt your -ss down like a lojack
catch your -ss while you sleep, blow your -ss like a dro sack

[chorus (x2)]

[young jeezy:]
step up in the club with just a swing in my chain
it’s deez boyz snow man is the name
posted up poppin cris like you do them beers
got bread stacks i aint seen in a couple of years
when i ball i see a gansta they dont look they stare
symbols in my ears 6 figures a pair
and i’m straight from the hood that’s where i come from
still spend a hundred grand a year on white air ones

[chorus (x2)]

look, look, look, look [x2]

- boyz n da hood lyrics

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