Abstract Tribe Unique - Hits Like Hank lyrics

And all my homies real smart, think tank, think tank I'm 'bout to knock it out the part like Hank Hearing it's 'bout the heart, raised in the streets Out of the dark and gettin' faded with my peeps I rolled three a day, hope I get it to one a month [?], you won't even want to blunt And yo, I ain't gonna front, my n***a dutch [?] He be like "smoke some n***a, and I'll smoke some too!" Females can't front [?], as long as one got a car they can be where we are Jaguars, Lexus, Benzos, and [?] [?], bend over, daddy Safe s** shall have no regrets, the [?] 'll let her twice and you know the rest, it's from the west! And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the park like Hank And all my n***as whole day smoke dank To all my queens top rank give thanks And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the part like Hank You riders are wild, as many cruise inside us, the collective is ma**, we ain't wreckin' yo a**, we livin' fast after cla**, and we knowin' the math, and tryna add to the stash, gettin' bags of cash, dropping off packages, picking up cabbages, our whole rolodex full of numbers and address, my gat's in the mail, my wax is for sale at yo local record store, this is what you paid for, when I came through the door, the whole party followed me, my black Romeos, fat jacks [?], blowin' up sets, signifying the west, taking enough money with us when we buying the best, L.A. to G.A., P.A. to N.Y., ma** men keep it true, OG do or die And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the park like Hank And all my n***as whole day smoke dank To all my queens top rank give thanks And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the part like Hank You can call me abby, abstract, or ab rude Just coolin' in the ghetto with tune and I smooth Ma** men n***a got nothing to prove The way we do this groove will make the units move I didn't spend my whole budget on a car (no doubt) We bought a home studio so we could work at the house Projects, products, I gets our bucks and checks and money orders They check our bags, say we look funny at the border That makes me mad, so I flip 'em off like a quarter No possession of cells, I ain't goin' to jail [?] In cities, states, and countries [?] I roll with the crew, give dap when we part One time won't find jack 'cause we smart ATU stay true from these parts Mind, body, soul, trifecta, three parts And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the park like Hank And all my n***as whole day smoke dank To all my queens top rank give thanks And all my homies real smart think tank We got hits out the part like Hank