Представляем точный текст композиции "So Hood" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bullys Wit Fullys . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «So Hood» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bullys Wit Fullys передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bullys Wit Fullys - "So Hood"
Lyrics to So Hood : (feat. Clyde Carson) [E-A-Ski: talking] Hell yeah... E-A-Ski, CMT track...ha ha ha Yeah Bullys Wit Fullys part 3 Messy Marv, Guce, Fillmoe, Hunters Point, it dont stop, lets go [Verse 1: Messy Marv] Im switchin lanes with them stunnas on my face Chop in the trunk, wally on my waist Back in the game nigga feelin like Mase Red J Jonas with the red shoe lace Deuces on the load, rocks in my load The ice in my mouth keep my Nextel froze Have you ever seen a scrape with the Lamborghini doors Bitch I thizz and play with my nose [Guce:] The girls, the girls they love me Its the project lover But Im gang banger, and a drug smuggler Gucey Guce, dope boy with the cake mix Im naked with it in the kitchen doin late shift See I been bout it, other niggaz rap about it If you got it cuz, then blood better ask about it We in the drama, bangin the hammers, orangutans Goin bananas in the game, throwin up the gang Clyde Carson ' Chorus: When I roll up, streets show love I just wanna be on the block with my thugs I just wanna sit in the drop on my dubs Open up the doors and turn the beat up, cause Im from the ghetto baby, Im from the hood When in my ghetto baby, I know Im good [Verse 2: Messy Marv] These niggaz got toolies but that aint no heat Ill slap one of you niggaz like a E-A-Ski beat I had these Girbauds on full bout a week Ya boy look grimy but the money look sweet You got me fucked up, bitch this the Bay Me and every niggaz do this shit all day Ill lay everybody down in the room But whatever I do Ima stay a tycoon [Guce:] Aaaa.... What you know bout bricks and traps Bullys Wit Fullys is a gang in all black and strapped Im not a rapper, Im a street nigga Im so hungry with this heat tryin to eat nigga Real talk we in this bitch buyin out the bar Talk shit Ill make this cold iron hot to yo jaw Represent gangstas, two step hustlers Hands in the air you gettin cookies on sight [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Messy Marv] Stunna on mine, and all on a hoe Richmond, Vallejo, the City, and the O Gang dog Blood, oh what you didnt know Good weed in my mouth, mac on the floor You ridin with a star, bitch feelin like whoa She feelin like stay but Im feelin like go And I aint got nothin against the new bay I used to ride through with Fab nigga back in the day [Guce:] You already know Bullys Wit Fullys is so hood Guce and Tay now we got Mess, the nigga so hood Pill Music got you sort of like some wet wet You in the club gang bangin throwin up ya set Me and Mess dog runnin the game 600 back to back dog huggin the lane Yeah this .50 Cal., make it worth ya while Everybody goin dumb off a half of pound [Chorus] [ So Hood Lyrics ]
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