Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still in the Hood, artist - Jay Rock. Album song Black Friday, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rock the Beat
Song language: English
Still in the Hood |
I ain’t fresh out the hood |
I’m still in the hood |
Still, still in the hood |
I ain’t fresh out the hood |
I’m still in the hood |
Like a 454 big engine that could |
And I’m still on the block and you wishing you was |
But you can’t come back, they see the bitch in you blood |
Jay Rock been gutter with the roaches and the rats |
Pull up in that 7 series then I park it in the trap |
Homies give me dap and the bitches give me hugs |
The industry hate me but the hood show me love |
I’ve been doing this, I’ve been seen the grams |
And the ounces to the bricks coming straight up out the Nicks |
Federalies got they eyes on the operation |
(First the work, talk it cold, slowly conversatin'?) |
Smash it down, cop the nav, headin' to the swap meet |
Cop a thousand white tees, Cortez Nikes, chains all icy |
Niggas know better, it ain’t no point to try to fight me |
Them choppers get hyphy |
Ridin' slow with my eyes on low |
Niggas can’t see inside my window |
(What up? I’m in the hood) |
And I ain’t never going nowhere |
Swear you can find me right here (Y-yeah) |
I ain’t fresh out the hood |
I’m still in the hood |
Still, still in the hood |
Steppin' out the liquor store, two 11 tall cans |
Bottle of that Jose, gin with the OJ |
Hundreds with the old face, kush in a swisher wrap |
Watts on my fitted cap Nigga where your city at? |
Mine’s on the east side, ace to the (losom lot?) |
Welcome to the beehive, show you what it be like |
Niggas better behave, have heart be brave |
Keep God on your side, now before it’s too late |
When them lights come on, hear my niggas (thuggin'?) |
Cookies comin' out the oven, customers they steady comin' |
Dice games |
Always jumpin', watch Daddy shake 'em up |
(Centerfold?), back door, shake his pocket leave him broke |
Now I ain’t fresh out the hood, I’m still in the hood |
Thuggin' old school, rollin' chopper covered in wood |
Acrobatic in the coupe top, sipped on time off (?) |
Futuristic with the whip the dealership ain’t put mine on (?) |
Keep it until time’s up as soon as they find out (?) |
Hater’s be in their place so they could beat up and sign off (?) |
And the trapped niggas coppin' it |
I represent the (?) in the the city, I’m king bitch |
…where rappers never go never get seen bitch |
It’s 3 in the morning find me at Tony’s coppin' up (?) |
Ride up the whip for when they reup and most of them (?) be |
The only one real enough to bring the hood to wherever |
Niggas talkin' tough, but when I come will they get it together |
(?) like to breathe, never (???) |
If I (?) take the bullets coming for your insides |