This is steel glock music slash hip-hop music Slash rock music, no, not pop music This is heavy at the bar, big cigar, hood chick wit'chu Fat ass, somethin loud in the cat Long-ass barrel, the shells big All black mask over me, chick anne in a cold wig Comin through newhaven, 24's what I'm cravin Ain't that scary? tv's "something about mary" System up, alpine just on 9 Lil' kids wanna open the blind, it's a hood thing I make these dudes wanna get more, that's a good thing Hold up; I ain't no role model I just make a model roll up, send her to the stage and hit the pole up Liquor drinkin, club small Hood little hole in the wall, that's where I be y'all Chain hangin like "what?! come rob me"
Hood rats (thugs) ladies (thugs) I'ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh, gyeah Hood rats (thugs) ladies (thugs) I'ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh Put your hands up (hey) put your hands up (hey) I'ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, uhh Put your hands up (hey) put your hands up (hey) I'ma make 'em make 'em scrap to this, let's go
I like to smoke and go past the clouds Like to drink and don't stand there homey, I walk through crowds I ain't a trouble maker, I'm just not soft But these dudes will shoot, so please don't push me I've been workin out, startin to get a nice little build We can scrap on the other wing, get you killed Ain't no formula here, I just spit what I want I don't care what's in rotation or hot for the month I don't stress the pd to play my song A hit is a hit, with sheek you know what you get Somethin crazy that the streets eat'll up So don't matter if it's there yet homey; it will heat up
I'm right there - o.g. slash young boys nightmare Yeah, what I do in the booth Sheek walk around with, what they shoot off the roof Ain't that the truth, one thing you just can't change And that's hood love when everything else seems strange Now these chickens wanna jump in my clique They say you got a club hit, when it die they don't watch you forget That's why I push it to the limit, like ross that's it!