For the Hood

For the hood

Nah, this for the hood

(DTdaKidd, beat those drums)

Bitches love Big Daddy drawers, money-gettin' handsome fat fucker (Yeah)

Gemini, May 31st, bounce the 'Bach, wrap the matte color (Skrrt, skrrt)

I went chrome on the hat, trucker (What else?), Cuban link, got the black gutter (Ugh)

My first joint cost me three-six, was pumpin' juices like Pat brother (Woo)

From the Mound like Ball and G, stop it, pops, get a Sprite key (What's up?)

Never ran, Louis V runners, checkerboard, that's a light fee (That's light)

I'm on Park in some tight shit (Yeah), injury list, ice the right wrist (Ugh)

Catch a pack, you the right bitch (Mwah), 40K, say the right shit (Yeah)

Money count, speed up the process, count by hand, take a year straight (Year straight)

Nothin' but buds like a soup store, at the doc like a deer face

Gave her racks for a pure shape (Pure), catch a hat, get a tear face (Yeah)

Lose your life 'bout a hearsay (Ugh), lobster tail and a clear plate (I'm gone)

Them lil' boys ain't on they game, yeah, all I hear is that beep noise (That's it)

With my bitch watchin' Kardashian, pourin' Trish, not the cheap oil (Ugh, ugh)

Paper chase 'til it's feet sores (What?), baby Drac' made to sweep floors (Brr)

Oversized baggy jeans set, let it hang over the wheat boys

Overnight, just cuttin' bags, squeeze it tight, make sure they sealed (Make sure they sealed)

I got rich off a black skate, lay the cup on top the steel (On top the steel)

Summertime, shit extra hot, ho, I felt how them streets feel (For real)

You know chef 'nem made the plate, Kobe Bryant, locked in with Phil

It's Lero

Okay (Okay)

Fat boy get so much love when he walk through the door (Yeah)

8Ball, MJG, man, but if you from the Mound, you can call me Premro

Big dog with a humble spirit, ****, my energy great

If the bread fall on the floor, I'ma pick it up and put it on my plate

Witness, last one like this, this shit don't exist no more

Don't believe me? Stop actin' like a lil' bitch, ****, go ask your ho

Where the weed be? I'ma roll up somethin' kinda fat just like me

Better twitch your arm, 'cause you hittin' this is so unlikely

Okay (Okay), off top (Off top)

One hundred (One hundred), can't stop (Can't stop)

Fuck props (Fuck props), give me dollars (Give me dollars)

Give me knowledge, I can't get enough

I'm a problem, I can't give it up (Yeah)

I'm an artist, I paint with a brush (Yeah)

Didn't grandma tell you to hush?

Can't nan' **** touch Big Ball

(DTdaKidd, beat those drums)