Ladz in the Hood

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Rah, it's BKay yah
 Aye, we some lads in the hood (eshay)
 Love my shanks and shivs but still
 Got gats like boys in the hood (eetswa)
 Who wants beef when us boys here got too much toys in the hood
 (Who) All these boys in the hood (who)
 We shoot sticks no wood (aye)
 You step round here you'll see, what's good, what's good, what's goodie
 One, two step on a opp, I got my whole team urchin (where they at?)
 Them boys they talk too much
 So there's no use conversin' (all that verbal)
 All that talk 'til gang pulls up right there in person
 Fuck that shit lad, run that witness
 Mind your business, close them curtains, aye
 We some lads in the hood (Two-Seven)
 Ring Ring Traps, get rid of two packs like Suge
 They turn Bishop when I run straight like rooks (keep running)
 I can wear crocs and chop them dogs, don't ever be fooled by looks
 Freedom ain't lost, this beefin' won't stop, yeah
 We be on top, I don't think they understood (they didn't)
 What's good, what's good, what's goodie
 And come on by, this ain't war, we bullies
 War's a sport and lad you rookies (pussy)
 Ran blaze an' ghost, let's play some boogie
 And why should I drop these childish ops? (Why?)
 They deserve some noogies (huh)
 We on the block Two Seven Fully (Fully)
 We some lads in the hood, raised in that 27
 Always up to no good (aye, aye)
 We some lads in the hood, raised in that 27
 Always up to no good (aye, pussy)
 Heard there's dogs in the hood, oi lad go get that addy' (go get that)
 OneFour's scored so much points in the hood
 Marlay go check that tally (how much)
 Free Fred that boy was out in the hood, then he got took (free 'em)
 My district got old and shook, catch them boys they fold like books
 Fourteen when I scored that point
 I was pissed off cos I did me a leg shot (still)
 Nowadays I aim for the head 'cause (head)
 Then I jet off, 'cause it's red hot (red hot)
 How could you leave your friends to get got
 What a bunch of dogs like a pet shop
 And if things get iffy, grip that fizzy and let that pop like Mentos (aye)
 I swear I'm trapped in the hood (yeah)
 Made these stacks for the hood, break my back for the hood (yeah)
 Youngins are itching to earn their stripes
 So please don't, please don't come to the hood (nah)
 My side's way too heavy, your goons they ain't ready (what)
 Jump out the whip and Ching on them
 With Ballys on urchin like Ned Kelly, bahh, bahh
 We got the shanks and shivs on hips (nah)
 Anything - will get dipped (nah)
 Opp boy down, Opp boy down
 OneFour come out and loot this prick (pussy)
 Tell Lebbs go get that hottie, grip that pole and go for a drive
 Push that stool into bad man's chest
 And hope to the lord that he don't survive
 We some lads in the hood, raised in that 27
 Always up to no good (aye, aye)
 We some lads in the hood, raised in that 27
 Always up to no good (aye, pussy)
 We some lads in the hood (yeah that's my shank), raised in that 27
 Always up to no good, aye, aye (four's up, four's up)
 We some lads in the hood (what's good, what's good), raised in that 27
 Always up to no good, aye, pussy (yeah where these opps at?)
 

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Duration
03:18
Key
6
Tempo
146 BPM

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