 
milo savage - “hood tactics” lyrics
[intro: rell vert]
b+tch, we on that sh+t
f+ck a fake n+gga, yeah, we ridin’
[verse 1: rell vert & milo savage]
i don’t f+ck with no b+tch+ass n+gga, you snitch, you gon’ die, b+tch
new tool on my side, spray that hoe, let that dumb sh+t fly, b+tch
they say that lil’ boy wild, don’t know i’ll blast extra deep, b+tch
ten rounds in that strap, hit your ass straight through your seat, b+tch
you talkin’ on my name, i’ll catch your punk ass in the street, b+tch
pour a four, sip that lean, call my n+gga for the extra heat, b+tch
i can’t slip, can’t trust, these hoes be crazy with they creep, b+tch
try me, i’ll pop your boo right in her chest while she sleep, b+tch
i’m posted on the corner, they call this block a f+ckin’ zoo, b+tch
bend them streets from chatham down to woodlawn too, b+tch
if i let you live, that’s god, you lucky, ain’t no proof, b+tch
sign a deal, my n+ggas flexin’, never switch up on the crew, b+tch
pop a perc, take some pills, my vision red like a coupe, b+tch
this striker go too fast, tap the gas, make that b+tch move, b+tch
b+tch wanna f+ck? call her friend, i’m stretchin’ both in the groove, b+tch
run? nah, these bullets gon’ catch that ass before you move, b+tch
ain’t no savage in you, you ain’t got a hat to prove, b+tch
hit her, won’t tell your ass, ‘cause that’s some rat+ass sh+t you do, b+tch
we ridin’ through opp blocks, i peep one lackin’, spray that fool, b+tch
[verse 2: milo savage]
caught a punk+ass n+gga tryna act, he slow as f+ck, b+tch
five shots, he dropped right there, ten more from my lil’ lil’ clique, b+tch
drac’ loud, shake the block, these hoes hear the motherf+ckin’ sh+t, b+tch
rollie dance, shine so bright, you see me when i hit, b+tch
step back, don’t get close, i don’t care, i just spit, b+tch
a hundred shots ain’t enough, this block still needs more sh+t, b+tch
caught another dumb n+gga slippin’, watch him fold like a b+tch, b+tch
looked up, saw a ghost, now he dead, don’t get up, b+tch
miss him? nah, ain’t no tears, he gone, that’s just how it is, b+tch
with my drac’, i stay cold, call my phone, i don’t miss sh+t, b+tch
ain’t playin’ games, grown+ass n+gga, handle business, get that wrist, b+tch
[verse 3: rell vert & milo savage]
f+ck your hoe, i’m gone, no warning, straight to the dip, b+tch
fifty shots in my glock, hit everything, don’t miss, b+tch
i’m scor’n, free throwin’, yeah, i ain’t playin’ no sh+t, b+tch
that hoe tricked, i already knew she gon’ slip, b+tch
i don’t trust no ho, i don’t f+ck with no fake+ass b+tch, b+tch
one thing i trust? my draco, spray that f+ckin’ clip, b+tch
this strap don’t kick, don’t switch, talk back, get hit in your sh+t, b+tch
i’m real from the hood, don’t claim this block, you ain’t legit, b+tch
savage, that’s my crew, lil’ b+tch, don’t forget, b+tch
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