Put Your Hood Up
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[Hook] If you get dirty money, put your hood up 10 deep on the block, put your hoods up 9 o’s in the spot and it’s cooked up Tryina rob ar-ab, nigga, good luck All my niggas put your hood up All my bitches put your hood up We smoking off good stuff If you need some, I can get you hooked up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up Looking at the suckers from the rear view All I see is money at a clear view You ain’t talking money, I don’t hear you Wanna rob me, I dare you Red bone bad and the thickan I’m bout to beat it up like I’m vican I’m just tryina duck the enditment Cause if not, catch the bodies for excitement Trap house job, got a drive through Only pay 35 when I buy 2 I live on the block, you don’t drive to Last nigga died when he tried to Sell hard but I get to buy the salt So I’m spending money like I hit the powerball You niggas running late, you a hour off I got your main girl saying I’m a boss [Hook] If you get dirty money, put your hood up 10 deep on the block, put your hoods up 9 o’s in the spot and it’s cooked up Tryina rob ar-ab, nigga, good luck All my niggas put your hood up All my bitches put your hood up We smoking off good stuff If you need some, I can get you hooked up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up Fuck them pain pills, need the detox The cocaine back like rebook I can fit 20 stack in my levi 16 shots, I form like eli I can show you shit that you can’t teach Thinking bout nice still I ain’t eat I was broke, all the girls ain’t speak Now they go down on me till they can’t breathe Everybody rap but they not me My girl caught a job when she caught me Even the cops can’t stop me Got 10 grand on a nigga who shot me My block never seen a slow grind You got your own dig why you want mine Broke niggas getting paid on mine So I turnt the alley to a gold mine [Hook] If you get dirty money, put your hood up 10 deep on the block, put your hoods up 9 o’s in the spot and it’s cooked up Tryina rob ar-ab, nigga, good luck All my niggas put your hood up All my bitches put your hood up We smoking off good stuff If you need some, I can get you hooked up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up Put your hood up, put your, put your hood up.
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