In My Hood Lyrics
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In My Hood Lyricsby South Park Mexican (Spm) Buy album CD: Other Songs 2 - WEA [Verse 1:] One Two Buckle That Fool, He's Fucking With Me, If He's Fucking With You Hillwood To My Bones, To My Chromozomes Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone Push a Pencil Like A Stone On A Saturday Night I Choke a hoe From My Tow Like Im Grabbing The Mic They Bought Me A Used Dirt Bike A Year Later It Was Used To Serve White Ghetto Bird On Top Of Us,punk ass Officers Mad Cause My Closet Full Of Guns & knockas Rocking Up Duckies,For Fiends And Jumbies Got More Cheese Than Chuckies,And Get My weed From Uglies I'ts All Lovely,Just Bought A Pitbull Puppy That's Guaranteed To Make Me A Shit Full Of Money Man I Just Couldn't Study,In School I Was Nervous So I Left I can't even Write In Cursive. [Chorus:] What Do You See In My Hood, I See Gangstas Everywhere Everry wherrre [x2] [Verse 2:] And Im Going Live,Liver Than The Rest, I Told My Mom While Im Lock Take It As A Test Up In Garza West Smokin On A Skinny Square Three More And I believe I Can Get Me There Ill Be Home Soon I Promise That, I Be Trippin Cause Now They Say My Daughter Rap 7 Years Old (Im 8 Now Dad),They Say She Real Cold, She My Muthafuckin Life For Real Dow Lord Knows That He Got Me Here For A Reason, What It Is I don't Know But Yo Boy Breathin, They Dint Kill Me So Now Them hoes Gotta Feel Me, I Been Slangin Since I Got Kicked Out Of Milby Last Ten Years Been A Cold Jungle, In The Streets Sellin Dope To My Own Uncle Born Thug They Gon Hate Me Till Im Bagged Up, Im My Casket I'll Probally Still Be Handcuffed. [Chrorus x1] [Verse 3:] I Come From The Slums,Southside Houston, Changed To Screwston,The Day Screw Moved On And I Miss Em,Wish I Could Hug And Kiss Em, He Was Asking For Help But No One Would Listen Reminisim Acting Like A Fool At Roxy, Jealouse Niggaz Looking But Refuse To Box Me I don't Blame Em dow,I Would Jump On Stage And Flow, And Holla Fuck The Police And The Radio They can't Stop Me,But Certainly Them hoes Can Try, I Started Dope House Back When I Was Smoking Fry In The Penn I Just Wish I Had One Made, I Swear To GOD these hoes Hate To See Us Paid Just Made Mix-Bread With Roastbeef Got My Boy Pullin Meat Out His Gold Teeth On The Mic I Destroy Any Earthaleen, My New Song Called pussy meat In Burger King. [Chorus x2]
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