Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

Yeah

This some Boys N Da Hood shit

That wish they would shit, okay who fucking with me?

I'll let them lil boys run the whole block

Cause I got way bigger places to be

I'll get shawty to put your face on a Tee

Then get me her face while she drop to her knees

I'm shaded by trees, touchdown Drew Brees

They like how he shitting he just 18?

Straight out the Ivy lane man

Fresh as peppermint I'm the candy cane man

Swanging down Dub Dub

You got me fucked up, just like Rex got to get me some Bandz

Upgraded my swagger Amiri my pants

Gang with 3 Ks, I ain't taking no Klan

Hear what you saying but tell him it's cool

I'll sign him a shirt cause I know he a fan

Cause the Boyz N Da hood they always hard

Come talking that trash we'll pull your card

Who that creeping down your boulevard?

It's Fabe and His clique prolly with five broads

Three Six Five we shoot for the stars

We ain't asking for shit we taking it

Knowing nothing in life but to keep it a hundred

Don't quote me boy I aint saying shit

Bet you ain't heard youngin with a flow like this

I'll pop out with Pink Reeboks on my feet

Gold chain, gold bracelet my wrist

Yes I'm 18 still fucking cougars boy you can say I'm Slick like Rick

Duffel bag boy I'm counting all day

Like a clock on the wall, tick tick after tick

Ooh I'm talking my shit

Papercuts all on my fingers from thumbing

Through blue face hundreds ink all on my thumbs

I ain't never been the typa nigga that's greedy

All my dawgs eating I'm fine with the crumbs

You just posting and flex with the gun

My niggas kick down doors for fun

Pay up the fee I need my funds

I'm real as it gets and real as it comes

Cause the Boyz N Da hood they always hard

Come talking that trash we'll pull your card

Who that creeping down your boulevard?

It's Fabe and His clique probably with five broads

Three Six Five we shoot for the stars

We ain't asking for shit we taking it

Knowing nothing in life but to keep it a hundred

Don't quote me boy I aint saying shit

My biggest flex is I pull up as me

And by the looks of it they started feeling my shit

Bad bitch like twenty sum fucking with a youngin

In the bedroom drilling her shit

They know what's up with the kid what I do, how I do it

I'm pimping just like Hue Hefner

I done bossed up I know you remember me

From when I had rubber bands on my dresser

I done elevated but still aint made it

I'm hustling daily like Mitch

You see me sliding thru in all white coupe

Inside all peanut butter stitched

No time for relations I can't love a bitch

I'm all about the money I'm feeling like Tip

Just 18 hoe, watch how I lean like Trae

Ima Pop my trunk and dip yup yup

It ain't about fetti I don't wanna chill

Cause I'm trynna get me a house in the hill

Tryna upgrade from minimum wage to 50k shows

That Hollywood feel

Yea yea

I need me them dollar bills

Yea

I like how it feels

Yea

I need me them dollar bills

Yea cause I like how it feels

Cause the Boyz N Da hood they always hard

Come talking that trash we'll pull your card

Who that creeping down your boulevard?

It's Fabe and His clique probably with five broads

Three Six Five we shoot for the stars

We ain't asking for shit we taking it

Knowing nothing in life but to keep it a hundred

Don't quote me boy I aint saying shit

Okay look, how the tables have turned

Started talking my shit got em all on watch

I had to just stop giving a fuck crank it up a bit

And turn it up just a notch

I appreciate all of the people who feel me

Hottest younging right now in my damn city

I don't gotta talk about toting a pistol or slanging drugs

For these people to feel me

I could care less if you feel me, don't feel me

Fuck your approval and fuck your opinion

I done got tired of taking these Ls

I almost forgot how it felt to be winning

I promise put me in position I plan to outdo

And shit on my opposition

ADA Soldier and I'm on a mission

365 Soldier I'm on a mission

Cause the Boyz N Da hood they always hard

Come talking that trash we'll pull your card

Who that creeping down your boulevard?

It's Fabe and His clique probably with five broads

Three Six Five we shoot for the stars

We ain't asking for shit we taking it

Knowing nothing in life but to keep it a hundred

Don't quote me boy I aint saying shit