Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hood Politics, artist - ABRA CADABRA. Album song Feature Boy EP, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: No Problem
Song language: English
Hood Politics |
This world, in this world |
Back out your gun, don’t stall |
This world, in this world |
Back out your gun, don’t stall |
I been locking down knots on my way to get the food |
When it comes to the beef, yeah mi dun talkin' |
Still posted on the block with my bros and my jewels |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
If I ain’t got my tool and my bro got my tool, I’m cool |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
17 to the death, fuck the opps til the end, I’m here |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I’ve come a long way from a pushbike |
Blacked out hoodie, I’m a hood guy (Brixton) |
Gas Gang, I was like Suge Knight (Gas) |
Now I live it up, every month, book flights |
I don’t wanna be broke so I work hard |
Real game, you could tell by my war scars |
Oh lord, thank God that I got far (God) |
Couple of my real niggas in the graveyard |
Fam, I never gave a fuck from a young buck |
Hard tops, I was rolling, two guns up |
Shit’s changed, I don’t really wanna bust shots (bust) |
Money got me acting calm, man’s gwopped up (gwop) |
That’s right fam I started with a pound, then I made a bill |
Started on the block, now I’m living in the hills |
Started on pushbikes, now it’s chrome wheels |
Fam I started from the bottom I was really in the field (that's right) |
Still posted on the block with my bros and my jewels |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
If I ain’t got my tool and my bro got my tool, I’m cool |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
17 to the death, fuck the opps til the end, I’m here |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I could never be a gem, I been about from then, I swear |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
Still up in my hood, my bro say it ain’t healthy |
Nigga, I ain’t rich, I ain’t wealthy |
Even if I was rich, this the hood that birthed me |
Course leaving all this behind would burn me |
Sometimes I do love the action |
Push my bloodclart rams in a pagan acting |
Movies, doors getting slapped in |
Rob man’s cousins and uncles, they know that I planned this |
If it’s war, then it’s war |
Back out your gun, don’t stall |
I been locking down knots on my way to get the food |
When it comes to the beef, yeah mi dun talkin' |
Boy raised on the North side |
Yeah he need to hit the niggas with a clothesline |
My bros got my back in the hood man |
Yeah I’m certi in my hood |
Still posted on the block with my bros and my jewels |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
If I ain’t got my tool and my bro got my tool, I’m cool |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
17 to the death, fuck the opps til the end, I’m here |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
Send a message to these pricks, I’m coming |
Keep running, don’t lack, oi Sneaks, touch a button |
Abz coming, niggas better start running |
Used to run up in your trap like «Boss, gimme something» |
Gimme something, are you buzzing on the tucking |
I remember them days man were shelling down shows |
I remember them days I was broke |
I remember them days for my Gs, free Smoke |
Still posted on the block with my bros and my jewels |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
If I ain’t got my tool and my bro got my tool, I’m cool |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
17 to the death, fuck the opps til the end, I’m here |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
Still posted on the block with my bros and my jewels |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
If I ain’t got my tool and my bro got my tool, I’m cool |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
17 to the death, fuck the opps til the end, I’m here |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear |
Yeah, I’m certi in my hood |