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You can catch me in the middle of Atlanta, **** (Look)

In the cracks and the crevices of the ghetto, **** (Look)

Chrome weap' is gon' catch you on a stretcher, **** (Look)

Got a .9 like a .45 special, **** (Look)

Still chillin' with my ho, heard a bitch holla (Look)

It's a **** with a chrome double barrel so I (Look)

Comin' at me, wanna kill me, I can tell how he (Look)

But I already had my thing cocked before I (Look)

See, I had the same face of the **** and I (Look)

Like a ****, keep your throat to a fine ho thing that's a reefer

One slip then my .9 went bang

Got rough on buddy tryna test my game

Can't you see we some killers gorillas gon' bang

Got some **** still livin' how I rocks they fade

Got a whole clique of killer riders Chevys on blaze

Gon' trap till the morn, one heat, one game

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, well, what up fool? Yeah, it's your boy Breeze again

Breezin' in with one of y'all breeze again

And I know Jesus seein' me sin

So why not blow dro, why not sip, sieve and gin (Hey, yeah, yeah)

Reason bein' since birth man things have seemed (Uh huh)

A little different, I'm still pimpin' deep with in

Now that I'm grown it's on so I'm a go on and spit it (Go on and spit it)

And if I wanted your ho I could have her gone in minutes (Gone in minutes)

I pull up in the Chevy lookin' real sufficient

With a bottle of Hennessey and a blunt of that sticky (Blunt of that sticky)

Hops out with the forces the same color the fitted (Same color that fitted)

Instead of callin' me daddy these hoes callin' me Diddy (Hey, they callin' me Diddy)

I got a bundle of bitches with a lot of ass and titties (Lot of ass and titties)

**** young and old, freak nasty with it (My ass go)

Gold teeth gonna shine, so look (So look)

And you can turn your head but your broad gon' look

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, hoppin' out of candy-coated Chevy bitch (Look)

Whole team ballin' harder than a ruckus trick (Look)

Sucka tryin' to get live, got his gut split (Look)

Got some type of piece tucked in my briefs slick (Look)

That's why we twenty deep and ready for the beef taker (Look)

A dime piece with me all you better do is (Look)

Get your head open wide like a pocket book (Look)

You know you shook, you ain't gotta hide your face, bitch (Yessir)

Yeah, it's mister click clacker, bitch I jack the jackers

Cover more ground than greyhound ever hustlin' backwards

Stay in the pocket gettin' blitzed but I'm breakin' the tackles

Disrespect shift your brain right and left like a tackle

I been gettin' it for years and real **** they know that

Back when Dominique, the Brooklyn jersey wasn't a throw back

Take from me, I'ma hunt your ass down like a LoJack

Catch you while you sleep and blow your ass like a dro sack

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, hey, step up in the club just a swingin' my chain (Swingin' my chain)

It's D Boyz, Snowman's the name (Yeah)

Pop-poppin' pop Cris' like you do them beers

Got bread stashed I ain't seen in a couple of years (Damn)

When I ball, see the gangsta, they don't look, they stare (Stare)

The chandeliers in my ears six figures a pair (Ha-ha)

And I'm straight from the hood (Yeah) that's where I come from (Hey)

Still spend a hundred grand a year on white Air Ones

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

Hey, the Boyz N Da Hood just stepped in (Look)

Black tee, black hat, with them black Timbs (Look)

We ain't talkin' to you ****, shit you ain't gotta (Look)

But I put it on them dubs that your ho gon' (Look)

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