Текст песни Hot Boys f Lac - Up in the Hood
Hot Boys f Lac - Up in the Hood слова песни
[Lil` Wayne]huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the bottom of the streets of HollygroveIt`s Young Carter - fuck wit` me and I fix mo` wigs than a beauty parlorAnd due ta all the controvery that circles my cliqueI`m liable ta click out at any time and murder a bitchI`ve murda within the game and get deeper it stays followThen .9 me and get hit wit` my ak`s hollowsI blaze block flows at `cha dome PacoI let one shot go and watch hot sauce leak out `cho tacoHead for the border, don`t die when I`m there for the causeThug Life `cuz I live it, bary me in t-shirt - jeans and tennis and fuck my bitchesAnd y`all can trust my niggaz - while I`m here, I`m a living legacyAnd I gatta eat like a bitch when in pregnancy, definatelyAin`t no hoe can get the best of meAnd ain`t no facilty in this world that can correct meI`m wild and untamed, I just get more work from Baby and I power them thangsYou muh`fuckas don`t want problem wit` Wayne huh(Hook 2x - [Lac])Catch me steppin` in my soldeirs when I`m up in the hoodCatch me steppin` in the mud when I`m up in the hoodCatch me hustlin` on the block when I`m up in the hoodCatch me clutchin` on my glock when I`m up in the hood[B.G.]Beef wit` me - your life is what it`d a cost yaI will catch you slippin` do you something pretty awfulSplit you from your lip ta the back of ya neck niggaKnock ya navel out ya back, spine a crawl out `cho chest niggaMake sure you have no pumps of hard beefSurronded by yellow tape and under a white sheetI joke, but I don`t play - I laugh, but I don`t clownI pull out, jump out, run up, and spray ya downNow +That is How I Get Down+And when I spit, I spit nothing less, than 50 roundsI`m the last, you wanna have problems withI can`t catch ya, I indulge ya mom and `emI`m low hound like that - I`m a guerilla ya digI`m from Uptown where you drown all killaz ya digSo get it right, or get your life taken awayPlay wit` Geezy get a `k nigga stuck in ya face(Hook 2x - [Lac])[Juvenile]Lil` Daddy come here, let me put `chu up on gameIt`s election time, that`s why itza drought of cocaineSee what im sayin` - they all got they hand inAnd play the background ta use niggaz ta stand inSo we all be like fuck it, we ain`t got no gigsAnd fussin` ain`t gon feed and house no kidsIf you was eating you wouldn`t have a reason ta thugBut we was starving, so the whole hood was hustling drugsI remember New Year`s Eve when the light`s went outAll the food sproil - we didn`t have a bite in the houseSo I did what I had ta do - between me and youLil` nigga I pull it off - and no one ever knewHad money ta get some groceries - clothes and whateverThen asked the lord not ta let the devil get close ta me neverSome people it ain`t fust, So I accept my lickI ain`t checking ya - I want ya ta respect my shit(Hook 2x - [Lac])[Turk]I tote the chopper with 50 and I won`t hesitate ta use itI clear the whole block when I come through shootingNo picks, no chosers - any nigga could get itDon`t care if you big or small - I still leave ya shittedI`m from the projects so y`kno I`m cuthroatA soulja out that `Nolia want beef - Lets goNigga I`m +Bout Whatever+ I`m tired a telling ya thatPlay with me if ya want, get ya fucking head crackedDon`t make me dress in black - you don`t wanna do thatCuz I don`t tote one Mag - I tote two MagsQuik ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking backPut a hole in ya head and a hole in ya chestNigga thats how it happen ta ya when ya disrespectingHave ya mom on tha front level dressed in all blackI`ma Killer nigga - a untamed guerilla niggaLil` Turk from Uptown quik ta steal a nigga(Hook 4x - [Lac])(Outro - [Turk])(Ha! Ha!) Hot Boys in yo hood nigga, and we up ta no good niggaLil` Turk nigga - B.G. nigga - Juvenile nigga - Weezy niggaBaby nigga - Mannie Fresh nigga - Sugar Slim niggaHow u Luv That? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! - respect it nigga