Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko - All I Kno Is Hood lyrics

[Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko - All I Kno Is Hood lyrics]

Tramp, yap, yooby or yicky it's all ratchet
Whore, slut
Bitch or a floozy the same reaction
Blood, cuz, nothin' but thugs, we all active
Mean mugs up in the club, them niggas active!
Hard heads, goonies so loony
Ready for action
Five blocks, six and a seven
Nigga what's hapn'en! Hood shit
Hoodies and dickies - that’s how I dress
Real spit, homie, you know me, I am a mess!
White V diamonds be shinning
Throughout my teeth
No sleep, hustlin' and grindin' and tryna eat
Brain wired, all I desire is grimy shit
Flame fire out of the
Muzzle when choppers spit
Dice games stay in my lane a gutter bitch
Thick hips loving my fame, but she ain’t shit
Hood rich, chef in the kitchen
I got that twist
So slick, planning and plotting my next lick

All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood

Yada, yams, yayos no difference
It’s all yickins drop it, lock it, rock it
I’m twisting it in the kitchen
Pistol popper, knocker
A chopper it’s all heat glock 'im, pop 'im
Drop 'im or stop 'im if I don't eat
Body with me sticky or difference
It all moves
Hustle, juggle, cope with the bubble
I can’t lose!
Chips, cheese, paper and yaper
It's all bread
Gridders, grinders, hustlers in bushes
We all fed!
Snitches, bitches, witness, informant
It’s all the same
Shaking, backing, kidnapping
Taking piss on his grave
Gang bang, reppin' the name I’m from the soil
Rap game, nothing but flames, I got that oil!
Gudda budda
Seepin' and leakin' like I’mma boil
Old school, acting a fool, that delta royal!
Slang speech, talk of the streets
I’m tryna teach
Preach, heat over these beats
Expand my reach

All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood

Pistols, packs, pieces, my pirates
My bushel fire
Pussy, power, privilege, I live this
This all I got! Fiends, phonies
Fakers and flunkies they want it from me
Muscle, hustle, tussle and struggle
I need my money!
Snitches, bitches, leeches and rickets
Now I’m the target
Bad intentions, vengeance, I’m with this
Let’s get it started!
Rain, pain, walk with the flame
I gets retarded street beast
Bring me the beef and watch me char it
No sleep up for a week, I’m chasing paper!
Slow creeps back with the heat
I’m in my scraper! So deep
Most of my peeps - they didn’t make it!
Locked back or resting in peace
This shit is sacred!
Music moving up in this movement
But I’m still losing tryna do it, prove it
Pursue it and get down through it
Slept on, comin' to get it, I knew I could
So strong
Taking the throne back to the hood!

All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood, all I kno is hood
All I kno is hood

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