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letra de "hella hood" (feat. eeyanjae) - dj kool ken

gangsters, strippers, and tippers: memoirs of a dj
mixtape movie soundtrack
yeah, we going in on this one
let ’em know who we are and where we from
r.i.p. dj darkbody
e and j – kool kay, let’s go

smokin’ low-key, got me throwin’ up my hood
drankin’ low-key, got me throwin’ up my hood
rollin’ low-key, got me throwin’ up my hood
ridin’ low-key, got me throwin’ up my hood
so now i’m good
so now i’m good
so now i’m good

always was a cool guy
learn ‘about djing-and-life (life)

linked up with’ darkbody
gettin’ my techniques right (riiiight)

mixin’ cold-beats, smokin’-and-drankin’ uh
gettin’ money just livin’ for da’ weekend uh-huh

many hood bars, n-ggas straight hatin
after-hours: triple-x-edition (woo)
in the strip-club droppin’-bangers (uh)
dope dealers, hustlers, and booty-shakers (uh-huh)

at the cabarets, posin’ for pictures
da’ crew; “2-live”, throwin’ up, middle-fingers (ayee)

representin’ saints-and-sinners (uh)
paper-chasin’, racin’, to six-figures (oh)

’till two (2 am) inna morning (n-gga)
it’s detroit-nightlife (ayee)

i’m good
e and j you good-dawg
always good, my n-gga

been a minute since i been in da’ booth
but i promise dawg; i give ya’ truth. (it’s e and j n-gga)
here’s the proof, that i stay in the mix
and let ’em know, that i come from the six. (six-mile-n-gga)
better known as the green-mile; meanwhile
package ’em up; watchin’ the green-pile; see how
real-n-ggas get down for the crown; hold it down
yee’ didn’t know me then; betcha know me now, huh

legendary with this rap-sh-t; that’s it
spit the game; get cha’ dame on my mattress
have her runnin’ all yo’ change; she’s an actress
and ya’ spit wack sh-t, n-gga need practice

oh me, imma low-key o-g
put the “six” on the map, while we blow trees

blaze up the purp’, till we, get numb
pour it up…get drunk
let ’em know where you from, huh

turnin’ up in the club
know we love to party, throwin’ money up (yeah!)
got the whole thing jumpin
gettin’ kinda rowdy, we all f-cked up (aye)
know the ladies on me
smacking’ ass while i’m sippin’ bub (uh-huh)
and im just so h-lla hood
step to me wrong imma have to pull the snub (hold up)
got this ice on me mane, flooded vvs’s (uh-huh)
s-xy ass freaks, just shaking’-ass in them dresses (whoo)
said she i got that wet-wet, and i make her feel the bestest (uh)
kool-ken up in the building, tell-em send a message (yes-sir)
strippers getting’ freaky; touchin’-and-caressin’ (hey)
mixin’ up the beat, so cold, when i finesse it (hey)
jumpin’ on the mic, you know i’m ’bout to bless it
baby imma king, i ain’t never second guess it

- dj kool ken

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