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Hood Hop
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J Kwon songteksten
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Songteksten J Kwon Hood Hop songtekst:
8th world, dis Streets 101
I'm finna give you a hand for pound of J-Kwon
And a quarter bird of Track Boy Music
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Now all mah life dirty, I've beenlivin dirty
gfe ssnn fnree j
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?
This the new improved hood hop
I make err mutha****a in this bitch, do the wop
Dirty ran his mouth til the album drop
[Why's that?] Trak Boy beats like a free brick of caine on the block
I'm 17 name ain't the same on the block
And da beat'll knock a nigga out his frame on the block
And he'll come through and let it rain on the block
And all dey gots to say is its a shame on the block
I'm hot homeboy, ever get it twisted
Numbaz unlisted stayed in third district, for real
I'm ready to get naughty, best of bouf worl's so Hey Shawty
Show me the party, and I'll show you the coke
I can show you mah dick you can show me ya throat
If a nigga trip trip, den we can show him the '4
If a nigga run up too we can show him some mo'
Now all mah life dirty, I've been livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?[2x]
Now I wish a nigga would run up like dat
Man i put dat on the hood I'ma strike back
And nigga talk shit but i don'like dat
Sayin all like Gee but I ain't write dat
And my baby mamma's mad I ain't about shit
Basically what i'm sayin dude ****-a-bitch
And if I had two i'd touch-a-bitch
In the same breath, turn around and touch a clit
And nigga if i said it, den I ****in meant it
And nigga if it's rented i ain't ****in in it
Track boys gimme money so I ****in spend it
Ya'll roll spreewell but not the authentics
And **** your ****in '4 and your roof clown
I got shit that'll turn your ****in coupe round
[gun load click]
You ain't hearr' i'm the truth now
By the fact
hook gon' break it down
break it down
Now all mah life dirty, I've been livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?[2x]
Dawg It's a missile, how we drop one single
Left the game now the whole worl' miss me
Freak this bitch like homegirl missy
Like I tell them nigga got the whole worl' tipsy
Sick and tired of old g's tryin to gip me
So I put a lump in dis shit like a hicky
All i say is to dem dudes, come get me
Watch a patch of prone cause i' like a gypsy
Funny how I can't loc in public, smoke in public
Girl even choke in public,
Got dough so dat's why i'm so republic
Cause hit the door, i start actin so republic
I had it sent back and like i had a briccamore
So you got snitched on by the cona-whore
Show us or show her ass what dese guns are for
Or let the priest show her mom what dese nuns are for
Now all mah life dirty, I've been livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?[2x]
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