HOOD N MAN Lyrics

MIC CHECK ONE TWO ONE TWO

IS THE MIC ON

IS THE MIC ON

MIC CHECK ONE TWO ONE TWO

CAN YOU TURN A LIL BIT ON MY HEADPHONE

VERSE

I’M JUST A HOOD NIGGER MAN YEAH FROM MP

I GROW UP ON THE NORTH SIDE OF MP

GROWING UP WITHOUT A DAD YOU KNOW THAT WAS OKAY

I USE TO TELL MUM THAT I WANT THAT

SHE BOUGHT ME A CAR FOR HER SHE WANTED ME TO GO FAR

TOOK ME TO EXPENSIVE EDUCATION I WAS IN BAR

FELT LIKE MONEY IS BEING WASTED RATHER GET WAISTED

TOLD EM GIRLS SKIP SCHOOL LETS GET FADED

I WAS ALL ABOUT THE GOOD LIFE AIR FORCE ONE WITH SKINNY JEAN

PULL UP AT THE CLUB MAKE A RUS BRING THE VIBE

WE GOT BOTTLES ON US DANCE FLOW ON US

EVERYBODY LOVED US THEY CALLED US THE GOOD GUYS

MAMA WAS SO SURE HER BOY IS GOING TO BE A DOCTOR

ON MY FIRST YEAR I MET A COUPLE OF DOCTORS

THEY GAVE ME METH AND COKE THEY TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE A GANGSTER

NOW I’M GEED-UP I DON’T FUCK WITH THE OPP

SCHOOL OF HARDKNOCK FUCK AROUND YOU GET POPPED

WHERE MY BROTHER IS MY BROTHER YOU KNOW FROM THE OTHER MOTHER

THEY GET MONEY TO SPEND BITCHES TO FUCK YOU KNOW WASSUP

THIS IS REAL GANG SHIT LIFE STYLE TO LIT

FIND ME ROLLING WITH THE PUSHERS RUNNING WITH BIG STEPPERS

ALUTA CONTINUA FROM TRANCHES TO SKY SCRAPERS

NOW I’M WITH THE BIG BALLERS SPENDING MONEY IN DOLLARS

YOU KNOW I’M THE REAL DEALER THE MONEY MOVER MACHINE

I ROCK WITH THE DRUG DEALERS CHOPPERS YOU KNOW THE KILLERS

DON’T FUCK WITH MY NIGGERS THEY KILLIN’ DRILLIN’ FOR REALAR

DON’T FUCK WITH MY NIGGERS THEY KILLIN’ DRILLIN’ FOR REALAR