『点击下载：Stay Hood』

[Hook]
I’mma stay ‘hood ‘til the day that I die
Yeah – ‘til the day that I die
I’mma twist this weed, my n*gga, let’s get high
Yeah…
I said I’mma stay motherf-ckin’ ‘hood ‘til the day that I die
Phantom, ghost, no wheels, n*gga, that’s just how I ride
I come from the hood where you don’t testify
Take murder with no tears off in your f-ckin’ eyes

[Waka Flocka]
All my n*ggas ride, where I come from, ain’t gon’ feel ones, n*gga
f-ck you thinkin’?
Have a f-ck boy Pacquiao plankin’
‘Til the loud got plain, too, drinkin’
50K for a show, no poppin’
Spit izzle to a dumb b*tch ears
Broke n*ggas can’t talk like this
Rolex on my main b*tch wrist
Blood bottoms on a young n*gga boots
Looks like I just stomped a n*gga out
Get your man down, n*gga, lights out
Shoot at your ass with that mouthin’ about
He ain’t talk no more, what’s happening?
Outside your mama house, what’s crackin’?
Poppin’ mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin
Geeked up, pull up, hyena laughin’
Them boys ain’t real, stop actin’ like us
In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust
I’m the only motherf-cker that I really trust
In a bad b*tch’s guts – always
Countin’ money like always
Gettin’ money from three-ways
I could never, ever see no rainy days

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Hollygrove in this motherf-cker
I’m tired of all these big n*ggas
These motherf-ckers like Robitussin
I’m rollin’ up with my b*tch, n*gga
As a matter of fact, she roll it for me
Swisher Sweets, swish, n*gga
Hit that sh*t like an open jumper
Rest in peace Lil’ Beezy
I wish my n*gga could see me now
Motherf-ckers better king me
I’mma walk around wearin’ Jesus’ crown
These n*ggas just p-ssy
I’mma let that chopper eat ‘em out
Dead body in the bushes
Well that’s a bush you don’t beat around
Beat your ass with my skateboard
Weed loud like you make noise
I’m on them trees like Akon
My cellphone goin’ napalm
Guns sound like bass drums
Young Money, drum section
Psycho… ward, n*gga – 1-7, Tunechi!

[Hook]

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