H.O.O.D (feat. Buddah Abusah)

Yeah... Let a hippie in (Yea yay) Uh huh (700) Bitch I can't ride witchu cause yo car ain't got no bass Homie done told me its yo booty cause it ain't yo face Ine lying, slick timing with the rhyming I'm great Neighbor Hood Nip Hussle with a flow like I'm Ma$e 905 We gone ride, gat the city on crunk T dot loaded with dem shottas who down to tear shit up Down to throw throw weight Feeling mo mo faith Even though we still in the clug throwing cake cake cake She love cake cake cake Who don't love cake cake cake Birthday mood is how I'm feelin in the groove with the wave Gold is shining see its vibrant nigga move out da way Keep it movin we gone do this for the GTA (Yea yay) I'm bout to be my own boss We gone be living this til we all deceased You gone be seeing us like this Chanel piece I put my hands out I see its in reach She took her pants down, couldn't even speak, Baby girl I'm a dog off the leash Hippie Gang my squad we ain't at our peak Don't come at me with that shit that boy weak nigga