Lyrics The Hood - Trillville

The Hood

We can take it to the street nigga if u got beef
Cus ain’t home wit it i’ma knock out ur teeth
Wear ur fake-ass niggas keepin' talkin' shit
I’m in ur damn house wit ur girl on my dick
I’m the realest muthafucka when it comes to makin' hits
So shut tha fuck up before i bust u in the lip
The street life’s on for the best to go home
Is damn u late for a as I shine on the chrome
Aimin' at ur doam buck-shot rain (rain)
I’m deep offa damn, when a nigga 'bout to explain
Nigga fuck tha fame all i want is the doe (doe)
My ain’t Dough Bussa so don’t be try me like a hoe
I’m not ur everyday dough that i’m at ur seat everyday
I rob just a deal just to get my ass paid
I shine like a brave on a old school
A nigga act a fool if a nigga break the rule, fo’real.
(Lil' Jon Talkin')
Dirrty Mouth spittin’at u bitches and niggas
(uh huh) 'specially tellin’u fake-ass nigga out there
(Fuck y’all) u know real recognize real
(Yeah) and fake niggas always wanna hate and shit
(Yeah) u hattin' niggas we gon find y’all
We gon sip u out (Yeah) (hah)
Holla at them Don P.
(Don P)
I know for a fact u ain’t ready for the street
U suckas rain nigga on this country
U fall to the ground disrespect to my feet
U sound raw nigga go home u can’t compete
They tryna be me, they watch TV
They try to immitate and that’s what make 'em fake
Cus the hood ain’t actin' niggas start relaxin'
Thinkin' they can live in this world without packin'
Somethin' Janet Jackson, nigga still lovin'
And how we broke it down like a muthafuckin' cratchin'
Too transation and won’t nodbody assin'
Until u raise ur mouth like a muthafuckin' faggot
It ain’t no burriations niggas still hatin'
But i guess i hate too
Cus ain’t the music that they creatin'
Hoes that they savin', Plans that they makin'
Whoever else like so i hate they fan bases (Yeeaah)
(Lil' Jon Talkin')
Y’all ain’t neva see a nigga like me
I’ve been all around the muthafuckin' world
(All over the place nigga)
All over this bitch
U know hatin' niggas everywhere u mu’fuckas go
Disrespect niggas everywhere u mu’fuckas go
But u know why?
All them hatin' niggas
They makes real niggas that best most strong (Yeah, yeeaah)
Tell 'em L.A.
(Lil' Atlanta)
Look u ain’t ready for the streets (streets)
And u claim to be hard, but u weak (weak)
A bad bitch and u swear that beat (beat)
The only thang u probably touch was a feet (feet)
U bitchin' me now, picture me i’m sorry
Get ur ass summen boi it ain’t workin'
U don’t want a Trill nigga u ???
U need to take ur ass home and neva ???
Give me the bitch hard like a dick (dick)
Ready to fuck (fuck) we ain’t takin' shit (shit)
We gon bust ur knuts (pow pow pow pow)
But still some niggas do it for a mill (mill)
If times get hard then u gain up ur grill (grill)
Fo’real, the hood, man where a nigga live
And i ain’t trippin', cus that where i had the deal
Shit, and made a young nigga even stronger
I guess that’s the reason why a nigga stay baller (Hey)
(Lil' Jon Talkin' Till End)
(Hey, hey) Yo, ain’t no nigga
Is gonna stop my muthafuckin' paper (Neva that)
Non a nigga, uknawmean?
(Yeah)
I’m out here on my hustle everyday (Yeah)
Nigga i ain’t sellin' dope
But i’m sellin' this beats and shit
Rhymes and all this bullshit (Yeah)
I’m sellin' this Crunk Energy Drink (Yeah)
Yo, i’m sellin’all kinda shit
Nigga i’m CD’s, DVD’s, nigga
What eva u need (Uhh)
My niggas Trillville, they always gonna keep it muthafuckin' real
BME, BME, BME Click (Yeah, Yeeaah)
We about this bitch!!!
Real stay real and fake always stay fake
Neva muthafuckin' hate.