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yo gotti - for the hood lyrics

[intro – yo gotti]
yeah
i’m yo gotti
ha
this here for the hood
this here for the hood
all around the globe, every hood, n-gga

[hook – yo gotti]
this here for the hood
now i do it for the hood
now i do if for the hood
i’m like, all these shows and all of these hoes
all of this money and all of these clothes, for the hood
now i do it for the hood

[verse 1 – yo gotti]
i do it for the hood, i do it for my town
i do it for the south, north memphis to the mound
i do it for the a, westside bankhead
east atlanta, zone 6, dope boys break bread
i do it for alabama, them n-ggas in the ‘ham
i do it for mobile, because they be going ham
i do it for the lou’, i do if for the chi
across the water in the north, club peno, eastside
and this is how i ride, my rims on glide
six inch lips, twenty six inch tires
i do it for detroit, because they be going hard
i do it for the ‘nap, 40 f and boulevard
we get it in as soft, we turn it into hard
this how we kick it, in the kitchen with a pyrex and a pot
one down to my vatos, because they be showing love
it’s been seven years and counting, so i do it for my block

[hook]

[verse 2 – yo gotti]
no security how i roll, my n-ggas blowing dro
hoped a lobby full of hoes, to every gotti show
i do it for miami, dade county, opa-locka
i do it for the goons who be riding with them choppers
i do it for l.a. and all the n-ggas who be banging
i do it for va, and all them n-ggas who be swinging
i do it for n.o., i do it for pa
i do it for the dro, i done it for the yay
a horse on my hood, so this is not a hemi
middle finger to the feds, if you want me come and get me
i do it for the lonestar state, houston tex
i done it for my young n-ggas thugging in the ‘crest

[hook]
this here for the hood
now i do it for the hood

[verse 3 – gucci mane]
it’s gucci!
yeah
zone 6 my hood
with the nerve my turf, baby
fall off with a bougie n-gga, three, four, my young stupid n-ggas
two ounces, two different pistols, westside b-tches f-cking with us
bankhead n-ggas smoking with me
simpson rd., they drinking with me
eastside, westside, northside, southside, off-side
they be linking with us
fifty minutes balling out, but i didn’t have a problem
stupid watch and crazy, robbers have respect for robbers
you might get robbed on the spot, feet up in the parking lot
hit the leave by two o’ clock, no one’s in my parking spot
abg duct taping them, outsiders act safe and then
club packed, ain’t no sp-ce in there
f-ck around, eat your face in there
hookers got that gas in there
so what’s inside your swisher fool?
don’t touch, no har-ssing them
because zone 6 hold your pistol too

- yo gotti lyrics

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