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shawn chrystopher - hood is straight lyrics

[intro]
got all the time in the world
yeah

[verse 1]
hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands
just made me so much, i left the bank doing the running man
i’m stacking the flick of the wrist and i learned that from stunnaman
not the one from new orleans
the one from the bay when i talk about stunnaman
touchdown in puerto rico spanish mami’s they love me man
they feed me that plantain and pollo so much my b-tch say i look chubby man
i call the connect i hear in his voice that it’s funny man
he tell me shit gone be dried up, but i ain’t no dummy man
hunnid bands, hunnid bands, working all summer man
my niggas we so bout it bout it we might as well pull up in hummers man
my nigga a shooter and everyday work on his jumper man
we done f-cked up the re-up, we hustle to morn bouncing back like a rubber band
better cop you a seat cause i’m putting up numbers man
you question your b-tch and i swear she ain’t lie when she say i’m the plumber man
five hundred for sneakers so no i ain’t no runner man
carrying this shit like a running back
shit that i got they always ask when i’m done with that

[hook]
see i don’t play with this shit
i’m getting paid with this shit
and everything a nigga been through
got me mad for this shit
i’m a paid nigga and i got paid niggas with me
if a nigga hate he probably don’t get me but
i make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood
make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood
make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood is straight
make sure my hood

[verse 2]
hunnid bands, hunnid bands, working all winter
from the top of the year back down to december
you fronted on me back then what you don’t remember
til you fell off the charts now they call you timber
that playlist it look like a menu for dinner
she f-cking with me cause she f-ck with a winner
what? this shit? this oscar de la renta
my b-tch so f-cking bad, and i ain’t have to rent her
this that wav shit
that new marvin g-ye shit
he’s like “what’s going on?”
i’m like “your girlfriend doing g-y shit
she licking pussy, she slappin’ -ss this b-tch is bad
i had no choice but keep her after cl-ss
you should be glad.”
i been fixing niggas b-tches since like ‘09
soon as she be counting sheep i’m switching into go time
pull up on you make a move, b-tch i’m like showtime
i blow a grand at sam’s then hit the stu’ that b-tch my gold mine

- shawn chrystopher lyrics

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