Hood Talk

[Intro]

Uh

Know what I'm sayin', I go by Hood Baby, nigga

Livin' that motherfuckin' slatt life, livin' like Hood Baby

Snake life, don't get bit, nigga

I fuck with myself, you know what I'm sayin'?

I fuck with this motherfuckin' bankroll, you know what I'm sayin'? (Slatt)

Slatt, slatt, slatt

Slatt, slatt, slatt

Slatt, slatt, slatt

[Chorus]

Say, gangster, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

My youngins with it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more day, then take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down

Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out

[Verse 1]

Dick in her mouth, got that lil' bitch occupied

Cry 'bout a bitch, nigga, they ain't even worried 'bout you

Might as well pimp the bitch 'cause you the one that let her out

Came with upper case alphabet blicks, brought them letters out

Everybody strapped with them K's

Been countin' money and get some racks, these bitches fuckin' for some J's

Crew hoppin' niggas, fuck your mama and they grave, you'll trade

I served your auntie all the ice, now she my number one J

Screamin', "Fuck 12," when we got our middle fingers up

Drop one of us, we drop ten, it's war, what's up?

Big slime say lil' bro just got 'em through the mail, let's go stick him up

Mask up in case that nigga tell, he ain't built like us

[Chorus]

Say, gangster, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

My youngins with it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more day, then take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down

Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out

[Verse 2]

Got them racks in and copped a Trackhawk with the sunny feet

I get the bread in by the loafs, nigga, whole wheat

And my ex-partner a rat and he showed it, he ain't cozy

Can't cap to the gang, you ain't stick to the G code, you told it, you told it

You wrote it, you wrote it

Black and white the line

Now your front door always open, it's open for public to know it

Pussy niggas, we exposin'

Knock 'em off, put the body, yeah, in the trash, then dispose it, dispose it

Omerta, but Gotit, boy, have motion, in motion

Hood Baby be cozy, sippin' slow motion

The feds watchin', I'm posin'

You better watch them niggas with that ho shit

I'm ridin' with the toaster, ready to toast it

[Chorus]

Say, gangster, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds?

You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah

My youngins with it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah

Find our target, give 'em one more day, then take 'em down, yeah

We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round

Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down

Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out