Verse one: {lil'
Growin' up in the hood thinkin' Gonna be all right but it's the to the four and Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin' brew on the For my hommies my gettin' popped with the gat so I guess they got served Now slippin' in the hood is a no no Now way in the game they used to slang and hang So forget that past I can't dwell on old days If you show a weakness you bond to get sprayed Stuck in the hood front me I wish you would My hommies showed me love so I it's all good Back and forth to the bank no I gon hurt I rather struggle with my in the hood and Put in work if ya weak ya on the n.o. streets If you can't play the game you can't With the hustlers and the hoodlums that packin' the You got to the set and be fully strapped The dealers steady makin' the ends My nigga got doin' time in the pin a Mac ten is a man's friend When I blast that ass killin' again But here a fuckin' gangster ain't no time lok the lower my game is to Smoke or to get I'm still lil' slim no I ain't change I'm showin' love to my hood plus I'm to the game
Verse two: daddy}
Throw up a peace to my niggas I walk in the club Givin' dap to my because I got much love My hug a few gee's I knew from the game 'cause I'm a ghetto ass nigga ain't a fuckin' thing I got to give it up to these motherfuckin' I got mine so get yours and put away the gat 'cause I'm tired of seein' you motherfuckers face Six feet deep, yeah or either down So I got to it up to my niggas Who got me off the streets and took my off the trigger You made my mother proud of me that's why I got to it up You turned my life around that's why I got love
three: {lady kk}
I got love for them who don't like me Talk behind my back and that shit about me But I'm the type of girl has to get mine Strap to dress with my platted nine I hear people say love one That's why I love to the cah money brothers
Verse four: {mr.
in my time I used to be the nigga The gangsta a lunatic and a slanger I'm a lot of love to my niggas that are dead Like my nigga the mac doin' life up in the pin Sometime I feel the need to bust caps at the Jettin' up the block it wasn't long to see the drop Started sellin' a youngster comin' up real fast Makin' boo-koo cash back up on that ass My hockey mask doin' it smooth Movin' keys at speed Givin' motherfuckers what they want I'm givin' 'em what they dick The dope game was played to the left I had to do somethin' there wasn't to much time left I went to car jackin' kidnappin' I snatched a few plates motherfucka I was packin' I'm gettin' to old for delinquent ass shit It took some o pp to get me So I'm able to get niggas at cah money Gave me to redeem myself Slangin' dope lyrics shows makin' a lot of wealth and slim I'm givin' love to them niggas Showed me the right direction and me from Behind the trigger comin' up on that ass man Cotton so I'm bangin' a lot of cash chea! In the studio me and my niggas a dub 'cause niggas from the cah money much love
Verse {pxmxwx}
I'm givin' much love for them niggas in the If you don't like then nigga fuck you I got it goin' on with that eight "o" Much love much respect now let me Niggas be talkin' bullshit playin' that hoe shit Touch a nut pull a gat 'cause I'm a pull more shit Say what, here I again the same o'l nigga Drinkin' gin and smokin' again When ya weak ya beat I you knew fool Seen you at my show and you want to test my I think you to be like me damn it feels good bein' a Bi to the g let me tell you since you try'na above No matter you do nigga I get's much love
six: {yella boy}
In the hood it the same I could Never me lame to the Yes off the hook I'm more mature I'm a man all the time back in the days we had some fun Bitches all up in my try'na catch my fuckin' cum Boo-koo hot rods on my daisy we to blow and hit the pool Pussy another 'j" (I got yo lighter) But it's cool , you we down for one and one for all You we stay mobbed up (they said you tried to test my nuts) Or your bond to get up Send a out to my fans Y'all keep on kickin' that fuckin' Like I said before won't ya take another My boys got my back we tighter then a pair of gloves Best believe my mind's at age I know I got much love
Verse seven: kk}
My boy tec, yes he got much My mannie, yes he got much love slim, I know you got much love My boy baby, I know you got much Ya fat, I you got much love Lil' slim, I know you got much My boy mike, I know you got much