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sterl gotti - boyz in the hood lyrics
boyz in the hood lyrics
[intro]
(mhm)
free my dawg for assault and a battery
my mama want me to just go to school, but i couldn’t f_ck with academies
and that’s why we start hitting the road, i ain’t have no one to look after me
my n_gga shoot like a athlete
turn your town into a tragedy (w_w_winner’s circle)
[verse 1]
she keep on calling, declining, i’m getting these dollars
i done hit so many models and b_tches [?]
way before all of the rap i was popping
when i thought a lot of money was thousands
got the strap, it’s either on or around me
i keep on popping these perkies and get in my feelings and telling these b_tches i lovе ’em
but that’s not the way that i’m living, i’m telling you baby, you tripping
you know i slidе with my slatt, i had to slide with the slidders
i hit that b_tch from the back, you hit that b_tch from the middle
i don’t do caddies, no lacking, baby
if they out of line, get it cracking, baby
step on a n_gga like escalators
we can go answer the questions later
she like my dior, she like my versace, she feeling my vibe
i know an angel with me in the whip ’cause she roll when i drive
but i can’t put none of my love in a b_tch and i won’t even try
you f_ck with my brother, my n_gga, you better be ready to die
i won’t even lie, my n_ggas gon’ slide, slide, slide
[chorus]
hop out, hit ’em up, and then skrrt off
turn me up, put this sh_t on the curb, dawg
and i bet you he won’t say a word, nah
my n_ggas gon’ slide, slide, slide, slide
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
[verse 2]
i was just property of the state
we hit up the lawyer to give him some money, now we got some property of the case
so we’ll probably be okay
we’ll slide in another whip
i took cheese from the government
and i thought i could have a bae
but i can’t even f_ck with it
i can’t even trust a b_tch, let alone cuff a b_tch
i don’t know who she think she f_cking with
i don’t even wanna hear it (why?)
i already [?]
like, you got the bag and you fumbled, my n_gga
yeah, i got the bag and i humble my n_ggas
you better feed the war, you don’t want ’em hungry to get you
i know a n_gga for twenty_five hundred’ll hit you
he’ll go and give a n_gga his issue
he don’t want no problems
n_gga, trust your process
mama, i’m stepping over my steps
it sound like you got your mind set
i used to sleep in the projects
[chorus]
hop out, hit ’em up, and then skrrt off
turn me up, put this sh_t on the curb, dawg
and i bet you he won’t say a word, nah
my n_ggas gon’ slide, slide, slide, slide
slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
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