Young Dolph - Boyz In Da Hood lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

I got racks in my front and back pockets

30 mo' p's of strong in the closet

I just left the bank and made a huge deposit

Nigga I don't know yo bitch but did I fuck her, probably

Lookin' out the window with the AK like I'm Malcolm

Wrap em then I pack em, she suck me like a vacuum

They hatin', fuck em, test em

Ya should come see me and ask me

I catch it than I pass it, I left it in the plastic

Rally stripes on the Chevelle with sum' big ass rims

5 chains on with a brand new pair of Tim's

I got junkies cuttin' the grass and pit bulls in the crib

I'm shootin' dice with the Bloods or sellin' dope with the Crips

(Hook)

Boys in the hood, we livin' good

Got a trunk full of pounds, in that Fleetwood

Boys in the hood, young entrepreneur

Ya know I keep that thang with me, I wish a nigga would

Boys in the hood, boys in the hood

My homie just called me and said the boys in the hood

Boys in the hood, boys in the hood

Everybody know that we then boys in the hood

(Verse 2)

Came up with my boys in the hood for real

Who yo jeweler nigga is them diamonds real

Who yo momma bitch is that ass real

She told me come and grab it, just so I know that is real

Pull up at the club with my boys from the hood

Got 50 niggas with me my boys please don't let me do it

Whole club full of trappers and bad bitches everywhere

I pulled up at the club through the show, money in the air

Came in the game, rockin' ice and drivin' Coupes

Roll a blunt, pour a deuce, since day one I been a troop

Pockets fat like Bruce Bruce

Drive a bad bitch cookoo

Smokin' gas watchin' the bitch scream lil Jimmy on South Central screamin' out "who the deuce"?

(Hook)