Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song From The Hood, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Date of issue: 05.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
From The Hood |
| Pablo Juan, man |
| Here you go, you know what I’m saying? |
| You know what my first name is, nigga |
| MONY POWR RSPT |
| I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches |
| I’m from the hood, we don’t use holsters |
| I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice |
| 28, add a seven of baking soda |
| Found me a plug, look like Mendoza |
| First car: old school, no motor |
| I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders |
| I get all the white like I’m Head & Shoulders |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, the fuck you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, to the law |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, get it off |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, can’t be soft |
| I’m from the hood, stepped off in the trap house |
| I’m from the hood, we all got it on us |
| I’m not scared of them bricks and them bales of marijuana |
| Made a long way from trapping on the corner, ducking undercover |
| Now I serve the dopeman, give extras to the junkies and they love us |
| I smell like I came from the gutter |
| I came in this bitch with my brothers |
| I shoot with the chopper, I stutter |
| If that’s my nigga, then his mother my mother |
| I’m a motherfucker, I fucked your baby momma |
| I chop up your body like a puzzle |
| You a gangsta trapper |
| I just really know how to hustle |
| But if a nigga try me, bet I’ma bust him |
| MONY POWR RSPT, I put that on my mother |
| You say my name on the track, you’re going six feet under |
| I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches |
| I’m from the hood, we don’t use holsters |
| I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice |
| 28, add a seven of baking soda |
| Found me a plug, look like Mendoza |
| First car: old school, no motor |
| I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders |
| I get all the white like I’m Head & Shoulders |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, the fuck you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, to the law |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, get it off |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, can’t be soft |
| I’m from the hood, stepped off in the trap house |
| Still pull up to the trap house |
| Jump out the rental with my strap out |
| I see you through the rearview camera when I back out |
| Chopper’ll blow a nigga back out |
| Shoot the dice, a nigga cracked out |
| Junkies smoking at the crackhouse |
| My nigga locked up got back out |
| I go to the club, pull them racks out |
| Same nigga, I ain’t going nowhere |
| Still serving, nigga, I don’t care |
| Always strapped, nigga, never bare |
| Got guerilla, they ready for warfare |
| I brought a whole pint just to share |
| Vette in the trap like I’m Ric Flair |
| Trap in the hallway, a brick on the scale |
| We always here, nigga, you never there |
| I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches |
| I’m from the hood, we don’t use holsters |
| I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice |
| 28, add a seven of baking soda |
| Found me a plug, look like Mendoza |
| First car: old school, no motor |
| I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders |
| I get all the white like I’m Head & Shoulders |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, what you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, the fuck you thought? |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, to the law |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, get it off |
| I’m from the hood, nigga, can’t be soft |
| I’m from the hood, stepped off in the trap house |