Booka600, Only The Family - The Hood lyrics
[Booka600, Only The Family - The Hood lyrics]
Hey, this is a Trademark production
Ayy, pull up, Lamb
Seen the hood make
Sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
No silver spoon, so they shot dope and a dose
Oldheads telling lies, murder introduced
Gave me thirty shots, I guess I'm seduced
Should I pull the trigger, start shooting?
Everybody became dead bodies
But then we walk through six-four
Became allies
Everybody in the trenches don't make it alive
Girls telling, men don't cry
Best friends turn to enemies
Hustle for a Bentley i was on my six speed
Riding 'til my wheels leak
Scars from the concrete, made a boy a man
I feel L'A soul with the wind
The streets don't pretend
The streets don't make amends
And the police make evidence
I'm just riding through in a Benz
Seen the hood make sacrifices
And the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
I seen the hood cycle in the hood, Michael
Jackson and Jordan just the hood type
I got the hood vibes
Late night riding, summertime, hood nights
On the curb with the fire hydrants
Or at the park watching Cdai and
Manny dunk for the highlights
Ditching school for the high life
Robbing for Jordans, not the flight Nikes
Neighborhood cameras on the lights
You hear the sirens, police on the bikes
You hear that silence, somebody died
You see the soul lift from his body
You see the shells, somebody shot him
You see the gun all in his brother pocket
In the streets, you alone
In the streets, ain't no hope
And the cases prolong and the murder go on
Seen the hood make sacrifices
And the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
Ayy, pull up, Lamb
Seen the hood make
Sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
No silver spoon, so they shot dope and a dose
Oldheads telling lies, murder introduced
Gave me thirty shots, I guess I'm seduced
Should I pull the trigger, start shooting?
Everybody became dead bodies
But then we walk through six-four
Became allies
Everybody in the trenches don't make it alive
Girls telling, men don't cry
Best friends turn to enemies
Hustle for a Bentley i was on my six speed
Riding 'til my wheels leak
Scars from the concrete, made a boy a man
I feel L'A soul with the wind
The streets don't pretend
The streets don't make amends
And the police make evidence
I'm just riding through in a Benz
Seen the hood make sacrifices
And the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
I seen the hood cycle in the hood, Michael
Jackson and Jordan just the hood type
I got the hood vibes
Late night riding, summertime, hood nights
On the curb with the fire hydrants
Or at the park watching Cdai and
Manny dunk for the highlights
Ditching school for the high life
Robbing for Jordans, not the flight Nikes
Neighborhood cameras on the lights
You hear the sirens, police on the bikes
You hear that silence, somebody died
You see the soul lift from his body
You see the shells, somebody shot him
You see the gun all in his brother pocket
In the streets, you alone
In the streets, ain't no hope
And the cases prolong and the murder go on
Seen the hood make sacrifices
And the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights
And the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices