Текст песни The Comrads - The Comrads
The Comrads - The Comrads слова песни
Gangsta: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, K-Mac: ComradsGangsta: nine-sevenChorus: (Comrads) You can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyYou can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboy1980 when I been throwin it upI put that on the hood I never been blowin it upNow I shoot craps where I shot marblesI hit the corner in a Benz where I roll a Monte CarloMe and my same crew from BMX`s to Rolex`s and Lexus`s(Pop Pop) who wanna flex with thisWe tight ? bring the right clipGot sent to the pen for strappin chickens on a white chick36 months of humps and drinkin 40`sTryna get swole and come home with MotorollaI do what I told yaBefore I live like a trick I`d rather die like a souldierNever snitched, never willNever ran with a cat that ever squealed,If he did then we would spillCuz we fold together, we share tone and we roll together,And we down for whateverChorus: (Comrads) You can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyYou can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyGangsta: Bellin, with nothin but fellons when it`s going down neeya, it ain`t no tellinBig money, dreams, is down with the Cavi scene since a teenYou know what I mean?European autos, black folks to win the lottoFully autos, gettin paid is my mottoNine grad, to get my thangs I neva hadIt ain`t much, fool mess around and get touchedLife a sin, I`m gettin phonies from the penMy fanmail is from the county jailGirls can talk slang, hoochie mamas is the whole thangA ghetto star, from the CaviarBefore my video, I ran my city lokBig diamonds shining, waiting for the time and light to grindNo more hard timing,and I`m out taking mine, neeya!Chorus: (Comrads) You can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyYou can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyK-Mac:Ha ha, before you stands a man of prestigeTwo-thousand dollar suits to bend these slacks feesOnly machine`ll burn amounts of cheeseWon`t stop `till I buy a house next to Ice CeezGive my right hand to God, its onThat`s why I`m out of town with these koochie playas workin so hardCan`t sleep skip child `till I paid in fullHit the house sex his spouse and go bang the hoodGangsta:Fool you can take the boy out the hood But you can`t take the hood out the homeboy,So it`s on boyRough riders swervin impalasLinen suits and boots, when I hollas at the white collarsBangin executivesNow just imagin how much fear and respect we getI gives a damn if I was living in the hillsI`d be scoping out my neighbor tryna take whats his and umChorus: (Comrads) You can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyYou can take the boy out the hood, But you cant take the hood out the homeboyGangsta:Ha ha, yeah, parlayin on top of the hills, a, in chucksMind ya strilla, hits the curbAnd lets see who`s got the most smiles,westsiyeed!