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big marc henley - hood chronicles كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: big marc henley]
creepin’ through the city with a glock in my grip
hood full of vultures, got no love for a snitch
n_ggas talk sl!ck, get they ass laid quick
hollow tips burnin’ through his motherf_ckin’ fit
posted on the block, i see the jackers lurkin’
i ain’t trustin’ nothin’, i keep the semi workin’
blood on the curb, that’s the price of the game
ain’t no mercy in the streets, better stay in your lane
my mind twisted, paranoia in my veins
too many rats, too many snakes in the game
i load up the clip, let the chopper start to speak
b_tch_ass n_ggas droppin’ every day of the week

[chorus: spice 1]
bang, bang, bodies hit the pavement
hollow tips fly, motherf_ckers ain’t savin’
run up on a n_gga, if he talk, we erase ‘em
another day in the hood, another life taken

[verse 2: spice 1]
chrome .45, b_tch, i keep that sh_t loaded
talk that tough sh_t, get your whole clique folded
murder on my mind, ain’t no peace in my sleep
every night another body droppin’ in the streets
my lil homie caught a case, now he locked up
da talkin’ numbers, tryna get his ass stuck
f_ck a badge, f_ck a judge, f_ck a sentence
i ride with my n_ggas, to the grave, no repentance
ten pounds of work in the trunk, that’s a risk
feds on my ass, but i move too sl!ck
hit the corner, lay low, change plates
another mission complete, b_tch, i’m laughin’ at the jakes
[chorus: spice 1]
bang, bang, bodies hit the pavement
hollow tips fly, motherf_ckers ain’t savin’
run up on a n_gga, if he talk, we erase ‘em
another day in the hood, another life taken

[verse 3: e_40]
came from the gutter, turn crumbs into bricks
keep a .44, i ain’t takin’ no l!cks
n_ggas move shady, gotta keep a tight circle
never trust a hoe, never move like urkel
game so cold, i could teach a whole lesson
street n_gga knowledge, got these lames second_guessin’
if i up it, i ain’t missin’, send a sucker to the morgue
run up on me wrong, better have the lord aboard
hustle till i drop, got no time for a hater
money over b_tches, real n_ggas gettin’ paper
twenty deep posted on the block like it’s ‘90
any n_gga want it, let ‘em try, come and find me

[chorus: spice 1]
bang, bang, bodies hit the pavement
hollow tips fly, motherf_ckers ain’t savin’
run up on a n_gga, if he talk, we erase ‘em
another day in the hood, another life taken
[outro: big marc henley]
yeah, n_gga, this the real sh_t
ain’t no love in these streets, ain’t no hope in this b_tch
we live and die by the gun, that’s how it go
hood chronicles, let the real n_ggas know

- big marc henley

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