Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Forever Hood Deep, artist - Viper. Album song Gorgeous, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.09.2013
Record label: RhymeTymeRecords.com
Song language: English
Forever Hood Deep |
In the hood |
There’s no other place for me |
In the hood |
There’s no place I’d rather be |
Ghetto rules are hard to understand |
It’s tough to survive if you don’t know a man |
Thug deep, ballin' through the urban sands |
Ridin' solo, wheels at my command |
It seems that ghetto dreams |
Are deep in my mind as they just beam |
I can see 'em in the distance like a light |
Making me do the thangs that I do, it’s alright |
Stars down, ready for the sparkin' |
Playa' on the scene, and you know I’m ghetto walkin' |
I’m stompin', falling through a ghetto |
Run up on my Glock, and you know it’s ghetto talkin' |
All my homeboys, yeah they showin' much love |
Like it’s comin' down, from above |
So I keep on pressin' with these ghetto dreams |
Ghetto beams, and ghetto things |
In the hood |
There’s no other place for me |
In the hood |
There’s no place I’d rather be |
I’m flippin', and I’m fallin, and I’m kickin' so real |
Everythang is chill, lick reveal |
It’s amazing, matta fact, baller made |
As I kick back, doin' this thang every day |
But it’s called… it’s called R-A-P-P-I-N-G |
And all my boys feel me |
I ride with G’s I grew up with |
And I ain’t even trippin', it’s a major lick |
Them boys are all about they paper, and all about they cash |
Movin' thangs quick, and movin' thangs fast |
In this concrete jungle, as we’re bumpin' these woofers |
In six by nines, with the on the South |
Greater, later, left/right, faders |
System heard for miles, and you know we ain’t no haters |
We stackin' paper every day |
Ballin', shot-callin', and killin' away |
In the hood |
There’s no other place for me |
In the hood |
There’s no place I’d rather be |
Ghetto rules had me mad, but never sad |
Planted in my head while I’m doin' our task |
Thinkin' to myself, as the tape rewinds |
A playa' gotta stay deep on his grind |
I’m scoopin' up, one of them G’s |
We’re bout to head downtown for a meetin' in the industry |
The game of fame, and everythang is so legit |
In this game we ain’t gon' neva' quit |
My boy told me once «parlay and just play» |
In this thang that’s real, for us to be made |
I dwell amongst tall buildings, a city slicker |
Keepin' it cool, so I’m blowin' up quicker |
I’m chillin' like that boy said to do |
Keepin' it cool, movin' with the ghetto rules |
And understand the ghetto wells |
The ghetto rules, and the ghetto tales |
In the hood |
There’s no other place for me |
In the hood |
There’s no place I’d rather be |
In the hood |
There’s no other place for me |
In the hood |
There’s no place I’d rather be |