so damn hood Bust the script if you would, wish you could, nigga we so damn hood Everybody feeling good like we should, baby we so damn hood [Crooked
before I even put my clothes on. Load my Glock .40 before I even wash my face, I do these type of things so I won't be a murda case. When I'm rollin'
ass I ain't disrespecting just telling the truth Ya'll know how I do it when I gets up in the booth I'm a go hard till I chip my fucking tooth In a fly
(feat. Mya) God Damn When will a nigga get a brake I work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with ever breath I take Sunshine is a leauxry Just
they fit The love affair is so legit, until you come home and she done split with all your shit That's why I'm so cold, towards people I meet Because
feet, damn these city streets [Hook x2] [Z-Ro:] I'm 27, but I'm feeling 71 I pray so much, I feel like I'm kin to the heavenly son I dodge bullets
to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin Then I, do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
dere been homicides I done seen so many murders since the day my momma died I ain't lyin, will I remit, will I survive, can I breathe? Cause I don't see
get to busting so you best to best duck dog I've been going through a whole thang, everyday So I don't give a damn if you get chose man I got this k,
do time Don't fuck with mine, cross the line, my two nines go baya baya when I shoot 'em Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas had to burn and loot
look behind him, I see him, he slipped At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick Slide over so I can dip and put it in him Damn, I guess
50 Cent bitch, G-Unit Aww nigga don't trip [Verse 1- 50 Cent] I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam Murcielago, top down, nigga damn I'm the biggest crook
Chorus 2] My jewels look so good, and my chain is so heavy I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go
