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blaq poet - ain't nuttin' changed كلمات الأغنية

[hook x2]
[akon samples: “blaq poet”]
(when i come to the hood)
you know what’s poppin’
(ain’t nuttin changed)
you know what’s on

(when i come to the hood)

[verse 1]
it’s like woooo-aaahhh!
ain’t nuttin’ changed ‘po whatchu gonna do man?
we still gettin’ money, b-tches still actin’ funny
they wanna hold somethin, can’t get sh-t from me
i’m back on the block, p-ssin’ the rock
got my young squad, you don’t want ’em b-st-rds to pop
rhyme veteran ready to get it in
way before fif i was hated by many men
when i come to the hood, you know i’m creepin’
leave you leakin’, missiles heat seekin’
nuttin’ to talk about, fo’ pound in your mouth
new york in the house, i dare you to walk it out
straight menace, fight to the finish
n-ggas get demolished, diminished i mean business
millionaire rappers still wanna envy me
they wish they was mini-me, i’m sick on any beat

[hook x2]

[verse 2]
n-ggas need those
i’m on a hill, where all the fiends go
big bottle of yack, the big gat
n-ggas fall back, i got the biggest cr-p
and when it’s time to go, i go hard
f-ck the police they got a job, i got a job
ain’t nuttin’ changed, except the weather
except the chedda, except a n-gga got betta
after all these years and all these beers
i got n-ggas still running in fear, why?
i ain’t k!llin’ nuttin’, i ain’t lettin’ nuttin’ die
n-ggas know the repercussions if they f-cking try
shine up, stand up and a puffy eye
besides that? blaq poet, a lovely guy
run around have fun in the hood
get love from my thuns when i come in the hood

[hook]

[verse 3]
ain’t nuttin’ changed
n-ggas still pumping the rain
things still come from the train
still gotta tell them mothaf-ckas no change
n-ggas still on the block, holdin’ em thangs
some disappeared like motherf-cking blaine
some got hang, some comin’ home, some in the zone
they all can’t wait ’til i tell ’em that it’s on
blaq poet army across new york
ya’ll n-ggas don’t even talk, you done prim with a fork
screwball disciples get at you
n-ggas don’t like you, baseball bat you
or sit up on a roof, and snipe you
miles away, 50 cal rifle
a real gangsta is good in any hood
a real goon comin’ soon to your hood

[hook]

- blaq poet

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