AzChike, Rucci - Function In The Hood lyrics

Romo that's on Norf, ayy
That's on Norf, ayy ayy, ayy

Boolin' with some bitches from the valley
Ayy
Ayy, smokin' on a whole bunch of bally, ayy
Ayy, hitting up in the alley, ayy
(That's on Norf)
Hitting licks with your bitch, Me and Rally
Ayy troopin' and whoopin'
Hoppin' out shootin'
What's your motherfuckin' name? They
Call me Rucci
Getting racks to the face, bitch, I'm rich
Is you stupid?
Took an L, now I'm back, hallelujah
You step on my shoes
Nigga, that's your ass, ayy
Leave you broke with no hope
That's your bad
If you know me, you know I'll
Blow racks in this bitch, ayy
Bigdawg Baby, yeah, I'm brackin' and shit

I'm from the bity of the champs
Where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when
You hear that gun cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)

We ain't getting in
Then you know we going dumb
Get the smoke out this cig
You finna cough up a lung
My money old, but I still pack it young
You pay for protection, I'm in
The Norf for the fun, bring a gun
I'm hanging out this window
With this two piece
Pull up with that god damn and
Hit 'em with that ooh-wee
What up Five, I spent 6K at Louis
If the pussy really mines, bitch
Tat it on your coochie
Uh, I'm with the whoops in a hoopty
How you on the Norf and
You don't even know Rucci?
I don't know this bitch
It's a hoop for a hoochie
And I can walk around the hood
With seven bands in my Ksubis, nigga

From the bity of the champs
Where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when
You hear that gun cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)

Bitch, we fired up, get fired
On if you size up, ayy
Inglewood all sides, don't try us
In the back of this 'Bach gettin' dome
I could never be broke
Money blowing up my phone
And this Glock two-toned, my bitch too bad
Ayy, pull up in a big body Benz
Who is that? Ayy
Yeah, it's me, R-U-Double-C
D-A W-G, now tell 'em where you from

I'm from the bity of the champs
Where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when
You hear that gun cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood
Then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in
Then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)