Grand Stars Productions - My Hood lyrics

b**h I'm from London, thats the heart of the home Doin' 80 on the road, my condition is always critical, who said i got caught slippin' So f** my foes and f** the po's, and f** all this sippin' Been chilling with the Villain's some blooding some cripping that all day Psycho, Revs Runner, LZ or Foulplay Gambled my life like Dice games but I'm on top of my game I dont lose I hit the mix with flames ,recorded the come back, now ima crack 'em again Tired of the dope should i go to the traffickin' game Nowadays i ball like EA games, so you better go and get some Get out the way, unless your a b**h let me hit some, erhhh, pop I love money it make b**hes go crazy She can Eat a bowl of sh** if she try to play me Ballin', your loss if you play me Feel like im Kobe, got my KDs laced up, flexing in the club VIP Aced up Bad looking chick Tatted from the waist up But all i wanted is top cos she a straight s*ut She no the deal and that's for real Ain't nobody need to pop a pill Independent still getting skrilla, but i still wish for a deal Every beat i f**ing k** it will, be so cold you need Benadryl Ive been ill and i'll f** you long time You pussies ain't a problem, I'm like chuck there's a long line They all want mine, yeah yeah, it's f** time Dont do it wrong or last seconds like a Vine And when its time to come over, she'll be there in no time Clockless or watchless, it's Showtime, so watch this I call you so you can ride on this stick No Chopsticks, she pull's it she lock lips I hit it bare back after she gets some head Look out I'm the best, I'mma do it cos its fair SWIR be the Gang, cut of a couple man cos they dont bang it like a snare On god, you better bow down to the man Got a bar, of that stank and my whole hood reppin' Westside is where i be steppin' London mind state outcast like Andre All about that honey mmm got that p**y in my stash I know people that will take you out for the right cash And we ain't talkin' about a muddaf**ing date Its my Birthday everyday cos i love the cake (You got served) cos d** is the only way possible Druggies get hostile, overdose and end up in hospital So keep my music bangin' this ain't false pretense Cause if it don't make money, it don't make sense boy! Now who woulda thought ill come up in this b**h Mister always look like sh**, who dreams of being rich Get at me, all I'm tryna do is be happy But I'm tired of the bus back seat ill rather a taxi Use to be latch key, kid, Home Alone in the crib Knew I had to come back but i want a Cali crib I was born out here, but wanna move out there Wanna f** the earth core, cos life ain't ain't fair I got a track with Cager, Reecy, and Tsunami So you know me in the hood they think im a culprit Got a Python, come check it, I'm hangin' I'm the dopest I'm always goin' off, I already done told you Before the new me met the old you, closed you down in peru The things that i used to get up to with a fly girl at my house We used to go and cruise and smoke weed in the Beamer I Love my girl so much, have you seen her? JP out for the Latinas, but my girl is hyna Feltzy the highest, we ain't acting childish f** all that Y sh**, my chick down to roll Ate her p**y it taste like a sachi teriyaki bowl