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zeeno - hoods hottest (part 2) lyrics

[verse 1]
no time for conversating, i’ve been contemplating
clutchin’ on this pistols got me thinkin’ bout my paigans
i just got that call off satan, told me he’s been waiting
proposed an opportunity, i think its time i take it
i’ve been up n’ down these pavements, in n’ out of stations
anything i wanted, man i always had to take it
from buss downs to ladies, stash spots got raided
dads .38, that sh+t k!lled in the 80’s
i’ve been up n’ down this main road, rarely get to change clothes
never see the same hoes
gone before the morning, ain’t no warning, that’s a case closed
i don’t leave no message, she be stressin’ on the way home
[?] had a heart on my sleeve or on my waistcoat
22’s i’m back on the strip, i’m in the same clothes
.44 its glued to my hip like i’m on saints row
4 years i’m back on the roads, i’ve got the same phone
started with a quarter of each
my lady done me dirty from the day dot
but i ain’t never changed, i’m in the same spot
water whippin’ cane, its a bakeoff
i’ve got suttin’ on my waist to take your face off
always had the same job, l!ckin’ off the same drugs
ever since a yg i’ve been tryna get my change up
olders showed me suttin’ but that suttin’ really ain’t love
cos how’s my brother hatin’ when we came up out that same mud
i’ve been going mad again, bought myself a bag of men
copped a couple dingers just to post up like a mannequin
peekaboo with susie now a bag of man are panickin’
why you coming fast if you ain’t ready for embarrassment?
this is my establishment where i’m the head of management
built this on my own cos no one else has ever carried me
b+tches tryna marry me, tryna break the man in me
sleepin’ with my enemy, i nearly end up slappin’ him

[verse 2]
mobbed out, four hittas in a black truck
big spliff, pure cali in a backwood
no face, no case, i be masked up
40 on a blueface got me gassed up
walgreens, no sprite, that’s a black cup
snow comes off white, this ain’t bashed up
cross me, dark night, that’s some back luck
bat man, joker, leave you handcuffed
mob ties, south manny, this is gang stuff
white gloves, black bally and a handgun
no joke [?]
mia, another plugs going bankrupt
i’ve been on some mad sh+t, labelled me the bad kid
i’ve been through some tragedies that made me do a backflip
thank god that i flipped back, man stood out to whip crack
never took that b+tch back, i’ll always be my kids dad
5 years back round, no prison
last year? 10 flights, boss livin’
gucci, lv, i’m drippin’
rude boy helped me, he didn’t
big wap, big t++th, no [?]
one shot, long range, grey visits
big bang, bad luck, that’s [?]
zeeno make a big man timid
just checked next up, i’m winnin’
last set got rap stars livid
next step, love life, start livin’
sunshine, drop top, four women
i’ve been with this bad b+tch, she understands the language
lets me get those bands in, san carlo on some gang sh+t
plus i’m with my antics, crazy in those blankets
probably make her wifey but still i wouldn’t chance it
mob livin’, no quittin’
mp, smith & wesson
red dot, for precision
full clip, never missin’
when the bulldogs spinnin’ watch it glisten
shout [?] when suttin’ needs hitting
10 bands, i make a body go missin’
cash out when somebody don’t listen
cash fetish, trend settin’
drip dressin’, no messin’
straight fist fight, no weapons
one punch, ko’d like tekken
rolex all gold, ice bezel
payback from trap, my medal
remember trappin’ on a bike, no right pedal
threw the [?] in the park, make my white devil

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