Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Timz N Hood Chek, artist - Smif-N-Wessun. Album song Dah Shinin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.05.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nervous
Song language: English
Timz N Hood Chek |
Smif-N-Wessun out of Bucktown startin' mad trouble |
Play the Hard Rock we break yo' block down ta rubble |
Perform a construction, like a storm when we rushin |
Raisin' 'caine, hip shots graze yo' brain |
It’s rippin down, like thunda, pound |
Make a brotha wonda now, what otha ill shit lies underground |
We got more if ya want more, dig it |
But ya got ta be hardcore ta get wit' it |
As a youth some called me Tone, some called me Darrell |
Now they call me Steele cause I’m rough to tha bone marrow |
You don’t believe me, G, check my apparel |
Dress code is bold, so feel the cold barrel |
What up to all my cock strong troops in they boots |
True to tha game stayin' true to they roots |
That’s how we choose to remain, cause we just can’t change |
And we won’t change, still stay the same |
Timz and hood check, my crew’s out ta catch wreck |
Run in ya crib and bolt ya doors’ll be ya best bet |
Ya hear footsteps approach, as I drop the roach |
Of the smoke ya can’t react because ya throat is being choked |
Pull yo' biscuit that’s yo ticket to escape |
I got the trey-deuce my crime partner got the trey-eight |
I kick it hardcore so these critics try ta ban me |
But I’m gettin busy like the black guerilla family |
Got ta meet my man at a quarter ta nine |
So we could blow this town and leave the corpse behind |
We ain’t many but we crazy, shady |
Broke into a crib, what we did |
Yes we smoked the fat lady |
Smif-N-Wessun on some reality shit |
Tie up ya timbs and make sure ya don’t slip, nucca |