Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same Ol Hood, artist - Chinx. Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Same Ol Hood |
| You’re the man and’ll prolly move back |
| To the same old hood |
| Run up on her while you slang |
| At the same old hood |
| Blow job but the pain all black |
| In the same old hood |
| Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe |
| For the same old hood |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |
| (?) from the dope sign now we on top |
| Same nigga that you (?) at the side back in 05 |
| Started out when a nigga had nothin', I ain’t even gon' lie |
| Nigga fronted me the work at the (?), realest nigga alive |
| Came up, changed up, now a nigga tryna make some waves |
| Grown up, blown up, now I’m tryna get my niggas all paid |
| Fuck nigga move up out my way |
| Run a meth run, I got a couple already |
| Never been a sinner, fuckin' piece and chain heavy |
| My niggas from the block and we bleedin' out heavy |
| Syrup on the blunt had her leanin' already |
| (Shout out to my hood we done made it) |
| (Four Smith’s raised and I grabbed your ass) |
| Keep talkin', niggas ain’t bout nothin' |
| Told you back then we was really gonna make it |
| Interstate down, niggas still in town hatin' |
| My niggas said drive, I’ll go anywhere you take me |
| Never touch a shot if I know I coulda made it |
| You’re the man and’ll prolly move back |
| To the same old hood |
| Run up on her while you slang |
| At the same old hood |
| Blow job but the pain all black |
| In the same old hood |
| Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe |
| For the same old hood |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |
| (Shout out to my hood we done made it) |
| (Four Smith’s raised and I grabbed your ass) |
| Keep talkin', niggas ain’t bout nothin' |
| Told you back then we was really gonna make it |
| Interstate down, niggas still in town hatin' |
| My niggas said drive, I’ll go anywhere you take me |
| Never touch a shot if I know I coulda made it |
| You’re the man and’ll prolly move back |
| To the same old hood |
| Run up on her while you slang |
| At the same old hood |
| Blow job but the pain all black |
| In the same old hood |
| Check me out with a bitch, she can pipe |
| For the same old hood |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |
| Same old hood, for my city I showed up |
| Same old hood, all my niggas they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my bitches they rolled up |
| Same old hood, all my haters |