| I got racks in my front and back pockets
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| 30 mo' p’s of strong in the closet
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| I just left the bank and made a huge deposit
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| Nigga I don’t know yo bitch but did I fuck her, probably
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| Lookin' out the window with the AK like I’m Malcolm
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| Wrap em then I pack em, she suck me like a vacuum
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| They hatin', fuck em, test em
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| Ya should come see me and ask me
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| I catch it than I pass it, I left it in the plastic
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| Rally stripes on the Chevelle with sum' big ass rims
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| 5 chains on with a brand new pair of Tim’s
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| I got junkies cuttin' the grass and pit bulls in the crib
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| I’m shootin' dice with the Bloods or sellin' dope with the Crips
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| (Hook)
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| Boys in the hood, we livin' good
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| Got a trunk full of pounds, in that Fleetwood
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| Boys in the hood, young entrepreneur
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| Ya know I keep that thang with me, I wish a nigga would
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| Boys in the hood, boys in the hood
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| My homie just called me and said the boys in the hood
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| Boys in the hood, boys in the hood
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| Everybody know that we then boys in the hood
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| Came up with my boys in the hood for real
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| Who yo jeweler nigga is them diamonds real
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| Who yo momma bitch is that ass real
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| She told me come and grab it, just so I know that is real
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| Pull up at the club with my boys from the hood
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| Got 50 niggas with me my boys please don’t let me do it
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| Whole club full of trappers and bad bitches everywhere
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| I pulled up at the club through the show, money in the air
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| Came in the game, rockin' ice and drivin' Coupes
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| Roll a blunt, pour a deuce, since day one I been a troop
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| Pockets fat like Bruce Bruce
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| Drive a bad bitch cookoo
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| Smokin' gas watchin' the bitch scream lil Jimmy on South Central screamin' out «who the deuce»? |