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gunna - out the hood lyrics

[intro]
run that back, turbo

[chorus]
i’m out the hood, but i’m hood melodic
i smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
throw a dime in onyx, keep them dollars coming
look at all this money, this is our summer
i’m out the hood, but i’m still a hood baby
yeah, i’m still going crazy, make these labels pay me
bought a new mercedes, i come from where it get crazy
i’m chasing this paper daily, f-ck these n-gg-s who hate me

[verse 1]
i’m inside the store, keep a bodyguard
b-tch, i can’t be poor, put that ‘cat in sport (skrrt)
whip like seven more
all my kids ain’t gon’ have ch-r-s (nah)
rolex, no michael kors
crib up with a gym and a mini-golf course (golf course)
hittin’ it off of the slam, and ball in the rim when i score
smoke a lot of grams, you would’ve thought i knew a grower
sip more than an ounce, i never imagined what i’d pour
don’t know the amount

[verse 2]
i’ma give ’em h-ll (h-ll)
show ’em how you all well (well)
pay my n-gg- bail (my n-gg- bail)
my new b-tch fine as h-ll (fine)
cocaine polish on her nails (on god)
one of a kind for real (real)
got her on exotic smell (on exotic smell)
b-tch, you up like sh-ll
but that ap time gon’ tell (on god)
send a bale in the mail (mail)
d-mn, we slick and slimey like jail (slime)
we ain’t takin’ no l (slatt)
n-gg- better not cross our trail (slatt)
it get hotter than h-ll (h-ll)
might die my dreads blonde like odell (odell)
and take up the sales

- gunna lyrics

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