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You're the man and'll prolly move back To the same old hood Run up on her while you slang At the same old hood Blow job but the pain all black In the same old hood Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe For the same old hood Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters (?) from the dope sign now we on top Same nigga that you (?) at the side back in 05 Started out when a nigga had nothin', I ain't even gon' lie Nigga fronted me the work at the (?), realest nigga alive Came up, changed up, now a nigga tryna make some waves Grown up, blown up, now I'm tryna get my niggas all paid Fuck nigga move up out my way Run a meth run, I got a couple already SongtexteNever been a sinner, fuckin' piece and chain heavy My niggas from the block and we bleedin' out heavy Syrup on the blunt had her leanin' already (Shout out to my hood we done made it) (Four Smith's raised and I grabbed your ass) Keep talkin', niggas ain't bout nothin' Told you back then we was really gonna make it Interstate down, niggas still in town hatin' My niggas said drive, I'll go anywhere you take me Never touch a shot if I know I coulda made it You're the man and'll prolly move back To the same old hood Run up on her while you slang At the same old hood Blow job but the pain all black In the same old hood Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe For the same old hood Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters (Shout out to my hood we done made it) (Four Smith's raised and I grabbed your ass) Keep talkin', niggas ain't bout nothin' Told you back then we was really gonna make it Interstate down, niggas still in town hatin' My niggas said drive, I'll go anywhere you take me Never touch a shot if I know I coulda made it You're the man and'll prolly move back To the same old hood Run up on her while you slang At the same old hood Blow job but the pain all black In the same old hood Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe For the same old hood Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters Same old hood, for my city I showed up Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up Same old hood, all my haters Aus Songtexte Mania