ฟังเพลงDa Real HoodBabies (Explicit)

Da Real HoodBabies (Explicit) - Lil Gotit

Composed by：Semaja Render/Joel Banks/Matthew Banks/Taylor Banks

B-B-Bankroll got it

H-O-O-D huh B-A-B-I-E-S baby

I'm the real Hood the real one b***h

It's tatted on my neck tatted

I laced it up uh in my Nike shoes

And ran up a check

Got monkey bullets in this TEC brr

And it's takin' off your neck gah

Shots in the middle might hit a flip boom

Talkin' real crazy he caught a dip

Not your big booty b***h you thought it wasn't real d**n

P***y tastin' like candy I caught it that's facts

Boy make a movie don't gimme no lip no superstar status

Got hoes in the VIP

Keep s**t trill boy you ain't real

Everything goin' up like a motherf**kin' hill

Hit it from the front then I'm grabbin' on her neck

Nutted on her face yeah Gotit left a mess

Knew she look s**t drip down to her chest

B***h I want Ms I ain't talkin' 'bout necks

Do want kingpins I don't do next

They askin' who stay s**t come get stretched me

Too high havin' Percocet gon' balance it uh

Gotit bad move out the hood to Buckhead what

It's showreel h*e hit my phone they

What the hell fat geeked up smokin' cookies

What the hell these n***as ain't nothin' but some rookies huh

They say I ain't a killer lil' n***a just

AMG been geeked up it's pushin' skrt

Stickin' to the T I ain't talkin' 'bout Pusha'

Cut the cap talk I'ma cut it with sugar

Smokin' that wood we don't roll no Swishers ah

H-O-O-D huh B-A-B-I-E-S baby

I'm the real Hood the real one b***h

It's tatted on my neck tatted

I laced it up uh in my Nike shoes

And ran up a check

Got monkey bullets in this TEC brr

And it's takin' off your neck gah

Shots in the middle might hit a flip boom

Talkin' real crazy he caught a dip

Not your big booty b***h you thought it wasn't real d**n

P***y tastin' like candy I caught it that's facts let's go

Boy make a movie don't gimme no lip no

Superstar status got hoes in the VIP

Keep s**t trill boy you ain't real

Everything goin' up like a motherf**kin' hill

He tried to run off but the boy got caught brr

Pushed up where he stay yeah his block got chopped skrt

Ratatatat make the boy walk it out

He talk to the boys cut his tongue out his mouth

Deebo but we ain't talkin' Friday Deebo

Hands down our racks up I been knocked him out

Chanel shoes I'm a tight jean-wearin' a*s n***a

I f**ked around and copped out

Go rock out shows

How many hoes now

How many fake a*s n***as say they roll yeah

But they told yeah yeah

Gucci ain't racist I still rock their clothes yeah

Wrist on froze yeah

Patty cake Gotit don't show my toes now

Show up and show out let's go

How many more mes

B***h I ain't green yeah

Leave you in the projects yeah that's me oh yeah

B***h I'm the baby Hood baby yeah the king

Rockstar Gotit got cuts on my jeans huh

They b***h so lean she pop her bean uh

How many haters this s**t gon' bring yeah

S**t how many more n***as' act gon' change

B***h I'll probably ever wear chain-chain-chains b***h

H-O-O-D huh B-A-B-I-E-S baby

I'm the real Hood the real one b***h

It's tatted on my neck tatted

I laced it up uh in my Nike shoes

And ran up a check

Got monkey bullets in this

TEC brr and it's takin' off your neck gah

Shots in the middle might hit a flip boom

Talkin' real crazy he caught a dip

Not your big booty b***h you thought it wasn't real d**n

P***y tastin' like candy I caught it that's facts let's go

Boy make a movie don't gimme no lip no

Superstar status got hoes in the VIP

Keep s**t trill boy you ain't real

Everything goin' up like a motherf**kin' hill