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dom kennedy - throw your hood up lyrics

feat. royce, rjall my g. try, n-gg-
all my la n-gg-s, oh yeah, throw your hood up
all my h-lla n-gg-, all my beat n-gg-, oh yeah
throw your hood up
all my ny n-gg-s, all my shuts out n-gg-, ooh yeah
throw your hood up
all my ga n-gg-s, hold up
all my pay n-gg-s, oh yeah, throw your hood up

everybody got problems, everybody got sharks that a n-gg- gotta murder
everybody got issues, everybody walk around with a big pistol

i’m relaxing getting high, n-gg-s ain’t sh-t, i’m just rapping on a side
told the p-ssy, paper, p-ssion is supreme
i got everything a n-gg- ever wanted for a die
on two rolex that i don’t even wear
a big old chain iain’t seen it again
the big part n-gg- looking clean and get again
you’re girl want me i can see it from here
try to make money and friends there’s more plans
you lil n-gg- are hot, there’s no chance
two step, my n-gg- just don’t dance
if you had to say my name n-gg- we throw hands
start to bush it ain’t the program, we hold banz on that ‘
you know we in this with a extra, extra talk all recklessness
b-tch i’m real wild and that’s what i expect from you

all my g. try, n-gg-
all my la n-gg-s, oh yeah, throw your hood up
all my h-lla n-gg-, all my beat n-gg-, oh yeah
throw your hood up
all my ny n-gg-s, all my shuts out n-gg-, ooh yeah
throw your hood up
all my ga n-gg-s, hold up
all my pay n-gg-s, oh yeah, throw your hood up

everybody got problems, everybody got sharks that a n-gg- gotta murder
everybody got issues, everybody walk around with a big pistol

not a rapper, way to straight with that
all i do is take my life and put a ‘beat with that
i dig with that, believe in that, i speak it if i did that
h-llo and halla n-gg- what you’re living?
tuesdays and thursdays people just jump it out
problems on my d-ck, tell your girlfriend suck it out
‘but life killers, dies winners
cook my mama dope before i cook a b-tch dinner
(ooh p-ssy -ss n-gg-s)
i smell p-ssy at the dress shop
i ain’t never said this procedure ..
thinking to roabing me, take a brain, ooh
she only wanna cut cuz her chain’s on
with a bubbe as my soul and a ‘as my sh-t
am i move around to real?
i see counting on that pills , it’s a cold life,
my favorites number is four, five
that will stumble and click a n-gg- i don’t like

everybody got problems, everybody got sharks that a n-gg- gotta murder
everybody got issues, everybody walk around with a big pistol

it ain’t where you from but is where you at
i’m down and load a truck, quicker than your ‘
lil n-gg- try bust and scream for me
‘waving all wings for me
and i ever let the n-gg- think for me
underneath the suicide with the seeds on it
look i try to mark it like a logo for any real n-gg- wanna pull up on that polo
ooh no, that gold -ss n-gg-s, all shows, both’got no feelings
no chill, gotta chopper the chick, i put miles to this city on that’
‘at the party
caught it for the watch and get extraordinary
lil n-gg-s won’t want cuz ain’t afford it
put your life on the line, that b-tch ..

everybody got problems, everybody got sharks that a n-gg- gotta murder
everybody got issues, everybody walk around with a big pistol

- dom kennedy lyrics

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