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in the hood - ombe rob lyrics

[hook]
i’m in the hood lil’ baby posted with cannon
she be busting dates for them blues i’m flipping packages
i’ve been on the road with a pole, i’m shooting accurate
everywhere i go it’s a show, this game immaculate

i’m in the hood lil baby posted with cannon
she be busting dates for them blues i’m flipping packages
i’ve been on the road with a pole, i’m shooting accurate
everywhere i go it’s a show, this game immaculate

[verse 1]
you gotta get it for yourself, you gotta man up
and it be hot in my hood, gotta pick yo fan up
b*tch, f*ck your brother on god, go get him bagged up
and i’ma sit you down, lil baby go pick your bags up

i be with some k!llers, call me preacher man
shooting movies with these hoes like a cameraman
tryna knock a b*tch on the road, then go and chase a bag
everywhere i go, it’s a show, these n*ggas extra mad

choppa [?] spinning like a ceiling fan
this sh*t is in me, not on me
i swear i’ve been a man
gotta take a trip to the neck, cause n*ggas stating names
brotha got shot in his face, can’t get rid of pain
everywhere i go, i gotta keep it with me
keep me a few lil homies that k!ll your brother for me
drill after drill, after drill, i swear i love my homies
and they ain’t never let me down, they buss that glizzy for me

i’m in the hood lil’ baby posted with cannon
she be busting dates for them blues i’m flipping packages
i’ve been on the road with a pole, i’m shooting accurate
everywhere i go it’s a show, this game immaculate

[verse 2]
i ain’t ever fell in line, i’m the chosen one
they try to strip my lil brother, i had to throw them some
i done did the last few skits, my n*ggas showed me some
i ain’t never mentioned a score, them n*ggas know what’s up

they say i better watch my back boy
big toys, long way from being jackboys
i done did a lot for the gang, you make no noise

these n*ggas know i keep a pole with me
if you ain’t tryna catch these bullets, then move over homie
i put the stick to mouth, and tell him pull it homie
i could never switch for the clout, i’ll never change for money

i be on the road tryna back it up
tryna send my b*tch out of state, become the cali plug
she be stripping busting dates, i’m sending packages
me and baby out of town, it’s fn accurate

- ombe rob lyrics

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