Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Throw Your Hood Up, artist - Mustard. Album song 10 Summers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
Throw Your Hood Up |
All my Detroit niggas! |
All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.O. |
niggas! |
All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.Y. niggas! |
All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my G.A. |
niggas! |
Hol' up |
All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
I’m relaxing, getting high |
Niggas ain’t shit, I’m just rapping on the side |
Told 'em pussy, paper, passion and some pride |
I got everything a nigga ever wanted 'fore I died |
Uh, two Rolexes that I don’t ever wear |
A big gold chain I ain’t seen in a year |
Leimert Park nigga looking clean in the mirror |
Your girl want me, I could see it from here |
Yeah, try and make money and friends is mo' plans |
You lil niggas is hiding, there’s no chance |
Two step, my niggas just don’t dance |
If you ever say my name, nigga, we throw hands |
Told him Pushaz Ink the program, we hold bands |
On that OPM shit, you know we in this |
With the extra, extra, talk all reckless |
Bitch in real life, yeah, that’s what I expected, nigga |
All my Detroit niggas! |
All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.O. |
niggas! |
All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.Y. niggas! |
All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my G.A. |
niggas! |
Hol' up |
All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Not a rapper, way too street with it |
All I did was take my life and put a Mustard beat with it |
I’m deep with it, believe in it, I speak it if I did that |
I’ll «Doo doo!» |
«Hello?» |
and have them niggas where you live at |
Tuesdays and Thursdays, them white people jumping out |
Problems on my dick, have your girlfriend suck it out |
A born sinner, but live killers die winners |
I’ll cook my momma dope 'fore I cook a bitch dinner |
(Ol' pussy ass niggas) I smell placenta |
Dressed sharper than the mind of a Seven Percenter |
Think about robbin' me, take your brain off |
She only wanna cut cause she chain saw |
With the bopper as my sword and that Ruger as my shield |
Bitch, my move around too real, Oxycontin, pop the blue pills |
It’s a cold life, my favorite numbers is 4−5 |
Donald Sterling, clip a nigga I don’t like |
All my Detroit niggas! |
All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.O. |
niggas! |
All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.Y. niggas! |
All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my G.A. |
niggas! |
Hol' up |
All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Uh, it ain’t where ya from but it’s where ya at |
I’m down to load a drum quicker than ya app |
Lil nigga tryna ball, set a screen for me |
Birds of a feather waiting on a wing for me |
And I’ll never let a nigga think for me |
I just need the suicides with the seats bloody |
Look, I’ll trade a morc like a logo |
For any real nigga ever put up on a Polo |
Oh no, now it go, those niggas |
Whole shows, both coasts so I throw no feelings |
No chillin', got a chopper and a chicken |
Where you from? |
I threw mines to the ceiling |
Pull a foreign off the lot, just got deported |
And a quarter for the watch, getting extorted |
Lil niggas want war but can’t afford it |
Put ya life on the line, that bitch will snort it, heyyyayeee! |
All my Detroit niggas! |
All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.O. |
niggas! |
All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my N.Y. niggas! |
All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
All my G.A. |
niggas! |
Hol' up |
All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |
Everybody got problems! |
Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked |
Everybody got issues! |
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol |