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horseshoe g.a.n.g - hood high lyrics

[intro]
don’t act dumb n-gga
trigger finger curled horizontal middle finger and thumb n-gga east side you know where we from

[hook: horseshoe g.a.n.g]
throw your hood hood high
hood hood high high high high
gangsta gangsta sh-t
throw your hood hood high
hood hood high high high high
gangsta gangsta sh-t
double og’s triple og’s n-ggas know we
was raised by some motherf-cking double og’s triple og’s
ssutt ssutt co f-cking b
n-gga tell ’em ’bout the streets

[verse 1: kxng crooked]
i know n-ggas who pushed the fake n-ggas pushed the real
n-ggas who pushed the weight n-ggas who pushed the pills
n-ggas who never snitched n-ggas who took the deals
n-ggas who shot at you and the n-gga who took the wheel
n-ggas too shook to k!ll crook is trill could write a book for
meals
i got facts like i’m wikipedia but we don’t tell on ourselves in the media
if a hoe tell
i’ma trip like expedia see we a city full of crips the blood count is low as anemia
i’m just a neutral real n-gga, i’m guilty by -ssociation
blue flag in the left pocket of every n-gga i paper chase with
i went out of town with someone ninas
then i came back and bought a white beemer like sim simma
picture me rolling i was homeless in 93
standing in the county line next to coolio tryna eat
i don’t bang but i was raised by them k!llas i’m still a g
cause i do g-sh-t like starting up cob n-gga

[verse 2: sauce tha boss]
i remember when we started off
91-92 yea n-gga we set it off
like a bomb we explode
grape street watts and we let the world know oh
i was sitting in that caprice on that backstreet
me and big [?] triple og
i was getting schooled by older
had me fighting any n-gga just to let you know i threw one from the shoulders
and i slanged crack rock
sitting on that big sidewalk with my n-gga scotty raw
all my road squad n-ggas gamble
tiny locs popping shot cops come oh yes we scramble
summer jam n-ggas got trampled
now back to the honeycomb hideout it was full of ammo
bandanas on handles my n-ggas is animals
set tripping gang banging we gun hold like commando

[verse 3: mad man]
i went from cutting yards to throwing dice to slangin weight to flip the dough
from breaking folks robbing locs that’s just the way it go
coming up out the land any means necessary lets get the dough
smoking on that indo hopping in this 64
blast with this .44 really tho if it’s life or death
n-ggas scared to fade cause i got right to left
and yea i got size twelve feet i stomp your -ss on these streets
the god is up in me they tryna bring out the beast, it’s not me
it’s mad mad mad man
i’ve been in crippin and hopping through the south central land understand
yo we deep every lane on mind
a independent entrepreneur opened up my mind
i’m dropping movies and videos and radio shows legit
so when you see me young n-gga i’m on my doc dre sh-t
yea n-gga where i’m from we ain’t battle that plan
that’s what i’m saying ay yo e

[outro]
now the morale of the story is you need to stop tryna be somebody that you not
you know what i’m saying?
cause these streets will k!ll you quickly
you know what i mean?
this that real life out here you ain’t about that life
feel me?
yo let’s get something straight
i’m not gang banger or a gang member
i’m a gangsta!

- horseshoe g a n g lyrics

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