Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hometown, artist - Young Zee. Album song One Crazy Weekend, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Green
Song language: English
Hometown |
From my hometown |
The bricks in this bitch |
From my hometown yeah |
The br, bricks in this bitch |
All the bricks |
You know i be’s large |
The bricks in this bitch |
From my hometown |
All the way out to Elizabeth |
Brick, bricks, the bricks in this bitch |
Since i came out my moms reproductive organs |
I went from rags to riches |
Jeepers up to Jordan’s |
Peddling herb to get the federal reserve |
Till i’m dead in the earth |
Family there in the church |
I convince hustlers that i can make more figures |
Soon as they trust me, i Bernie made off niggas |
So i don’t turn myself in, i Adolf Hitler |
Even we take it with us or i’m spraying off clips' |
In my hometown there’s Crips and Bloods |
Mad fiends OD-ing off prescription drugs |
It’s shoot outs, you might live to die another day |
And drive the fuck away then go hide somewhere and stay |
There’s dudes waiting for you, to let your ho drive |
To creep on the side of that 7−4-5 (bitch, get out the car) yeah |
You’ll get popped up and dropped in bushes |
They kill you for an ounce and a box of dutches |
From my hometown |
The br, the br, the bricks |
The br, the bricks |
The br, the br, the bricks |
The br, the bricks |
The br, the br, the bricks |
The br, the bricks |
It’s in the br, br, the bricks |
The br, the brick |
With the br, the br, bricks |
The br, the bricks |
The br, the br, the bricks (Yeah) |
The br, the bricks |
The br, the br, the bricks |
The br, the bricks |
The br, the br, the bricks |
The br, the bricks |
I send my niggas in jail some mail and they good |
Flicks ans cash tell em the tales from the hood |
Art the hustle, yeah these snitching dudes is corny |
But i’m sticking to my story |
Give a shit if you just saw me |
Stick up make all y’all lay down and face the sky |
Or you be on an episodes of a thousand ways to die |
We give a steal, it’s like 3 dollars a pill |
Most guys, for real, still tryna work a deal |
Hustlers, i fucking love them |
But its four hundred a ho, i don’t give fuck if you want a hundred of them |
Me and my prototypes we hit gogo night |
Try to fuck every ho in sight |
Bitches only right |
Niggas drink, think thy De La Hoya |
But someone better be there to wake y’all boy up |
Dudes come through hit you with the pump quick |
Be on a plane to the Dominican Republic |
Fucks… one five … two days |