letra de hood problems - skoolboymucci
(yeah)
i told my momma imma make it and it’s no problem
i’m wit the gang for any question let my bro’s solve em
up it quick for any static let the pole pop em
too many gangstas on my block and it’s a hood problem(2x)
i feel the pain in my heart and i ain’t tryna express it
i’m getting right about respect for who wanna come check me
i throw the bone for the b-tches then i watch em go fetch it
if i’m racing for my life imma slide in the hemi
i’m in my zone when smoking off this marijuana
them n-ggas strapping for the heat gone be a hot summer
we gotta band if it’s smoke get the top drummer
12 strolling down the block but we the top hunters
woodie smoking off the wood i know he getting slow
life is like a shoe he stepping wrong then imma take his soul
demons in my head when i be driving i ain’t gone take that road
you calling ha a b-tch when she already acting like a hoe
ten toes down wit automatics feeling like a stepper
knock him wit the nose for the wood call that sh-t a p-ck-r
call me out my name wit the 40 put him on the stretcher
rose on his chest bullets on em with a bl–dy letter
i’ve been through sh-t with all y’all n-ggas really rapping bout
my uncle beefin so we really brought them choppas out
the block is out rock em now leave him on a ground
without a sound hit him once then a couple rounds
back in the 9th grade i was banging with some hotheads
n-gga sending threats so we coming leave his block dead
knock him out his shoe lil yatchy got his top red
if he out his mind let him have it made his top fled
blood in my eyes see my soul in the sky
having these dreams and i’m trying to fly
can’t get off the ground and it’s not feeling right
make it reality so i get high
i’m going through sh-t feeling like i wanna end it
stop smiling in my face i know you only was pretending
loading up the glock and the mac is on pending
these n-ggas talking bout you and i’m the only one defending
r.i.p that n-gga juvy couple n-ggas miss you
r.i.p vonny my big cousin wish i was with you
r.i.p my daddy i was there when you was cripple
can’t feel the pain that i be feeling till it hit you
i told my momma imma make it and it’s no problem
i’m wit the gang for any question let my bro’s solve em
up it quick for any static let the pole pop em
too many gangstas on my block and it’s a hood problem(2x)
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- letra de i don't know what to say - fenix tx
- letra de alive in a sea of dying flowers - soijl
- letra de swim with the sharks - kurt hazard
- letra de porquê - berna
- letra de loud and hard to hit - young black teenagers