Stay Hood

I'm a stay 'hood 'til the day that I die

Yeah - 'til the day that I die

I'm a twist this weed, my nigga, let's get high

Yeah...

I said I'm a stay motherfuckin' 'hood 'til the day that I die

Phantom, ghost, no wheels, nigga, that's just how I ride

I come from the hood where you don't testify

Take murder with no tears off in your fuckin' eyes

All my niggas ride, where I come from, ain't gon' feel ones, nigga

Fuck you thinkin'?

Have a fuck boy Pacquiao plankin'

'Til the loud got plain, too, drinkin'

50K for a show, no poppin'

Spit izzle to a dumb bitch ears

Broke niggas can't talk like this

Rolex on my main bitch wrist

Blood bottoms on a young nigga boots

Looks like I just stomped a nigga out

Get your man down, nigga, lights out

Shoot at your ass with that mouthin' about

He ain't talk no more, what's happening?

Outside your mama house, what's crackin'?

Poppin' mollies like Tylenols and Aspirin

Geeked up, pull up, hyena laughin'

Them boys ain't real, stop actin' like us

In the squad, I bust, get cheese like crust

I'm the only motherfucker that I really trust

In a bad bitch's guts – always

Countin' money like always

Gettin' money from three-ways

I could never, ever see no rainy days

Hollygrove in this motherfucker

I'm tired of all these big niggas

These motherfuckers like Robitussin

I'm rollin' up with my bitch, nigga

As a matter of fact, she roll it for me

Swisher Sweets, swish, nigga

Hit that shit like an open jumper

Rest in peace Lil' Beezy

I wish my nigga could see me now

Motherfuckers better king me

I'm a walk around wearin' Jesus' crown

These niggas just pussy

I'm a let that chopper eat 'em out

Dead body in the bushes

Well that's a bush you don't beat around

Beat your ass with my skateboard

Weed loud like you make noise

I'm on them trees like Akon

My cellphone goin' napalm

Guns sound like bass drums

Young Money, drum section

Psycho... ward, nigga - 1-7, Tunechi!

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