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Still In The Hood

Jay Rock

Black Friday

70

Rap,West Coast

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] I ain't fresh out the hood I'm still in the hood Still, still in the hood [Verse 1: Jay Rock] I ain't fresh out the hood I'm still in the hood Like a 454 big engine that could And I'm still on the block and you wishing you was But you can't come back, they see the bitch in you blood Jay Rock been gutter with the roaches and the rats Pull up in that 7 series then I park it in the trap Homies give me dap and the bitches give me hugs The industry hate me but the hood show me love I've been doing this, I've been seen the grams And the ounces to the bricks coming straight up out the (nicks?) Federalies got they eyes on the operation (First the work, talk it cold, slowly conversatin'?) Smash it down, cop the nav, headin' to the swap meet Cop a thousand white tees, Cortez Nikes, chains all icy Niggas know better, it ain't no point to try to fight me Them choppers get hyphy [Hook:] Ridin' slow with my eyes on low Niggas can't see inside my window (What up? I'm in the hood) And I ain't never going nowhere Swear you can find me right here (Y-yeah) I ain't fresh out the hood I'm still in the hood Still, still in the hood [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Steppin' out the liquor store, two 11 tall cans Bottle of that Jose, gin with the OJ Hundreds with the old face, kush in a swisher wrap Watts on my fitted cap Nigga where your city at? Mine's on the east side, ace to the (losom lot?) Welcome to the beehive, show you what it be like Niggas better behave, have heart be brave Keep God on your side, now before it's too late When them lights come on, hear my niggas (thuggin'?) Cookies comin' out the oven, customers they steady comin' Dice games Always jumpin', watch Daddy shake 'em up (Centerfold?), back door, shake his pocket leave him broke [Hook] [Verse 3: Trae tha Truth] Now I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood Thuggin' old school, rollin' chopper covered in wood Acrobatic in the coupe top, sipped on time off (?) Futuristic with the whip the dealership ain't put mine on (?) Keep it until time's up as soon as they find out (?) Hater's be in their place so they could beat up and sign off (?) (???) And the trapped niggas coppin' it I represent the (?) in the the city, I'm king bitch ...where rappers never go never get seen bitch It's 3 in the morning find me at Tony's coppin' up (?) Ride up the whip for when they reup and most of them (?) be The only one real enough to bring the hood to wherever Niggas talkin' tough, but when I come will they get it together (?) like to breathe, never (???) If I (?) take the bullets coming for your insides [Hook]
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