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ehisky - my hood lyrics

(where the hood at)
(where the hood at)
welcome to my hood
everybody know everybody
and if i got it everybody got it
welcome to my hood
look at all these old school chevys
24′s so you know we roll heavy
welcome to my hood
they outside playing hopscotch
and everybody know this is the hot spot
welcome to my hood
them boys will put you down on your knees
(woop, woop) that’s the sound of the police
in my hood

audemar on my wrist
diamonds, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, i make it look like its snowing
black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin’
treat them like jack boys, catch them slipping then slay them
lord forgive me for my sins, that’s my confessions
if they put me in this benz i got possession of a
federal offense. i’m talking pressure
in my criminal intent. so wear ya vests
and i’m still gon’ stunt like it ain’t no tomorrow
f-ck ya house note n-gga, blow that b-tch on a bottle
the ferrari just a front, got the lambo in the back
tell you “we the best forever” dj khaled handle that

i know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob noriega
i’m talkin’ noriega, n-gga, the real noriega
if you ain’t from the hood, b-tch, than stop impersonating us
and tell congress when you see ’em b-tch i’m stealin’ cable
and leave the d-boys alone cause they motivate us
and why is the half of my whole hood on papers
some are on house arrest, some are on child support
some of them did they bid, the other half waiting to go to court
mr. landlord we gon bust your -ss with an eviction note
better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
i’m talking strip clubs, i’m talking liquor stores
we throw our money round here, but y’all can

b-tch i’m on probation, so my nerves bad
and they say time flies, well mine’s first cl-ss
i landed in the sky, i fell from the streets
i talk a lot of sh-t and practice what i preach
back from h-ll, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my -ss
pockets on monique
b-tch i’m from the murder capital
ho, i’m far from practical
sh-t happens and since i’m the sh-t, i’m who it happens to
young money, cash money, blood b-tch, i’m red hot
i don’t see n0body, see no body like a head shot
all that bullsh-t is for the birds, throw some bread out
got it sewn up, check the thread count

- ehisky lyrics

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