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lirik lagu hood – lil scrappy

ladies and gentleman
(what?)
i´d like to welcome you
(welcome what?)
to the life and times of trillville
(trillville?)
i be your god on this here jonny
(uh huh)

it´s your boy lil´jon checkin´ it
(yeah yeah)
and first-off
(whaddup?)
i let my n-gg- dirrty mouth holla atchu

we can take it to the street n-gg- if u got beef
‘cus ain´t home wit it i´ma knock out your teeth
wear your fake–ss n-gg-s keepin´ talkin´ sh-t
i´m in your d-mn house wit your girl on my d-ck

i´m the realest m-th-f-cka when it comes to makin´ hits
so shut tha f-ck up before i bust you in the lip
the street life´s on for the best to go home
is d-mn you late for a as i shine on the chrome

aimin´ at your doam buck-shot rain
(rain)
i´m deep offa d-mn, when a n-gg- ´bout to explain
n-gg- f-ck tha fame all i want is the doe
(doe)
my ain´t dough bussa so don´t be try me like a hoe

i´m not your everyday dough that i´m at your seat everyday
i rob just a deal just to get my -ss paid
i shine like a brave on a old school
a n-gg- act a fool if a n-gg- break the rule, fo´ real

dirrty mouth spittin´ at you b-tches and n-gg-s
(uh huh)
´specially tellin´ you fake–ss n-gg- out there
(f-ck y´all)
you know real recognize real
(yeah)
and fake n-gg-s always wanna hate and sh-t

(yeah)
you hattin´ n-gg-s we gon’ find y´all
we gon’ sip you out
(yeah, hah)
holla at them don p

i know for a fact you ain´t ready for the street
you suckas rain n-gg- on this country
you fall to the ground disrespect to my feet
you sound raw n-gg- go home you can´t compete

they tryna be me, they watch tv
they try to imitate and that´s what make ´em fake
‘cus the hood ain´t actin´ n-gg-s start relaxin´
thinkin´ they can live in this world without packin´

somethin´ janet jackson, n-gg- still lovin´
and how we broke it down like a m-th-f-ckin´ cratchin´
too transaction and won´t n-body -ssin´
until you raise your mouth like a m-th-f-ckin´ f-got

it ain´t no burriations n-gg-s still hatin´
but i guess, i hate too ‘cus ain´t the music that they creatin´
hoes that they savin´, plans that they makin´
whoever else like so i hate they fan bases
(yeah)

y´all ain´t neva see a n-gg- like me
i´ve been all around the m-th-f-ckin´ world
(all over the place n-gg-)
all over this b-tch
you know hatin´ n-gg-s everywhere you mu´f-ckas go

disrespect n-gg-s everywhere you mu´f-ckas go
but you know why? all them hatin´ n-gg-s
they makes real n-gg-s that best most strong
(yeah, yeah)
tell `em l.a.

look you ain´t ready for the streets
(streets)
and you claim to be hard, but you weak
(weak)
a bad b-tch and you swear that beat
(beat)
the only thang you probably touch was a feet
(feet)

you b-tchin´ me now, picture me i´m sorry
get your -ss summen boi it ain´t workin´
you don´t want a trill n-gg- you [unverified]
you need to take your -ss home and neva [unverified]

give me the b-tch hard like a d-ck
(d-ck)
ready to f-ck, we ain´t takin´ sh-t
(f-ck, sh-t)
we gon’ bust your knuts
(pow pow pow pow)
but still some n-gg-s do it for a mill
(mill)

if times get hard then you gain up your grill
(grill)
fo´ real, the hood, man where a n-gg- live
and i ain´t trippin´, ‘cus that where i had the deal
sh-t, and made a young n-gg- even stronger
i guess that´s the reason why a n-gg- stay baller
(hey)

(hey, hey)
yo, ain´t no n-gg-
is gonna stop my m-th-f-ckin´ paper
(neva that)
non a n-gg-, youknawmean?
(yeah)
i´m out here on my hustle everyday
(yeah)

n-gg- i ain´t sellin´ dope
but i´m sellin´ this beats and sh-t
rhymes and all this bullsh-t
(yeah)
i´m sellin´ this crunk energy drink
(yeah)

yo, i´m sellin´all kinda sh-t
n-gg- i´m cd´s, dvd´s, n-gg-
what eva you need
(uhh)
my n-gg-s trillville, they always gonna keep it m-th-f-ckin´ real

bme, bme, bme click
(yeah, yeah)
we about this b-tch
real stay real and fake always stay fake
neva m-th-f-ckin´ hate

- lil scrappy

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