Sheek Louch - Hood Ni**a lyrics

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Feat. Joell Ortiz, Billy Danze & Trae Tha Truth

You ain’t no Hood nigga x 20

You understood nigga, you aint a hood nigga

Barbeque chips and a butter roll its good nigga

Let me see you roll one, where you get that Dutch from?

When you have your last fight? Where you buy that, Shop Rite?

Cuz you ain’t comin’ with this no,

Nigga get your glass on

Why you think it’s hard core

You don’t want this fall ball,

Pointed at your mom, cuz I’ve get it all for drug

And that Molly got me drug

And your chain is lookin’ love

You ain’t no hood nigga

But it’s good nigga

She can win and grime rice, it’s good nigga

I ain’t turn buzy, I’ll be in the hood

Drinkin’ liquor and my gugi

You nigga salute me

You ain’t no Hood nigga x 20

Probably gun rapper, France man, that’s my car

To go frontin’ the man from clappin’ at bar

You ain’t no hood nigga

You ain’t believe that, man chop the bottle and it’s brown

Now where they weed at? I bring the fits back with that hard wip

Glampin’ on the creep, on the block but the rocks on the magnet on the gick

Never catch me sleepin’, I miss sleein’, fuck whatever

But rats in the store, I go to wan John clatters

I’mma hood nigga

You gave that house word

Yeah you ain’t never come outside and when you did you took that all in skives

You let me ride your bike, I had it your whole night

Your mom force you to fight

You ain’t no hood nigga

You scared and leave your section

Reeling on the police to protect you

I don’t know your kinda hood nigga

You got your face on me rockin’ on dirty

Time acting your spread tha chain

And see your own good and gorilla

And in between on my hood nigga

The thing is what is seam

If you really beafers on twitter

If fifth four queen, come outside with this killers

Get wrapped out the scene

You ain’t in the hood nigga

I bet your girl up on the couch, wacthin’ the life time that work and tworkin’ it out

It’s like your crowlis open and rathel

With hood niggas better we get lose

And I ain’t talkin’ bad and boof

You ain’t the hood nigga with the stripes set

With you black beats, you ain’t build like it

You ain’t got your hood pass, where you play your nights in

Say you keep that toolie on you nigga

Where your pipes, niggas do it time hit

They don’t get no pipes at

Niggas try to look some pussy, where your Nike’s at?

Pock and beat some winers, run and luders in the top of hood

Niggas one rule reappear in the lucker hoers

Hope that we ain’t fuck it off sit and try, black, still everybody talking

You the main reason to black skill

You ain’t the gangster type nigga you just gangster type

All across the internet nigga that ain’t gangster like

You ain’t no Hood nigga x 20