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Know what I´m sayin´, I go by Hood Baby, nigga
Livin´ that motherfuckin´ slatt life, livin´ like Hood Baby
Snake life, don´t get bit, nigga

I fuck with myself, you know what I´m sayin´?
I fuck with this motherfuckin´ bankroll, you know what I´m sayin´? (Slatt)
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt, slatt

Say, gangster, why you holdin´ fire like you out here sprayin´ rounds?
You grew up, but you ain´t really makin´ gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, ´bout that action, poppin´ out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give ´em one more day, then take ´em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out, ain´t no more standin´ ´round
Wait for my side, they gon´ ride, we don´t play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out

Dick in her mouth, got that lil´ bitch occupied
Cry ´bout a bitch, nigga, they ain´t even worried ´bout you
Might as well pimp the bitch ´cause you the one that let her out
Came with upper case alphabet blicks, brought them letters out
Everybody strapped with them K´s
Been countin´ money and get some racks, these bitches fuckin´ for some J´s
Crew hoppin´ niggas, fuck your mama and they grave, you´ll trade
I served your auntie all the ice, now she my number one J
Screamin´, "Fuck 12," when we got our middle fingers up

Drop one of us, we drop ten, it´s war, what´s up?
Big slime say lil´ bro just got ´em through the mail, let´s go stick him up
Mask up in case that nigga tell, he ain´t built like us

Say, gangster, why you holdin´ fire like you out here sprayin´ rounds?
You grew up, but you ain´t really makin´ gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, ´bout that action, poppin´ out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give ´em one more day, then take ´em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out, ain´t no more standin´ ´round
Wait for my side, they gon´ ride, we don´t play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out

Got them racks in and copped a Trackhawk with the sunny feet
I get the bread in by the loafs, nigga, whole wheat
And my ex-partner a rat and he showed it, he ain´t cozy
Can´t cap to the gang, you ain´t stick to the G code, you told it, you told it
You wrote it, you wrote it
Black and white the line
Now your front door always open, it´s open for public to know it
Pussy niggas, we exposin´
Knock ´em off, put the body, yeah, in the trash, then dispose it, dispose it

Omerta, but Gotit, boy, have motion, in motion
Hood Baby be cozy, sippin´ slow motion
The feds watchin´, I´m posin´
You better watch them niggas with that ho shit
I´m ridin´ with the toaster, ready to toast it

Say, gangster, why you holdin´ fire like you out here sprayin´ rounds?
You grew up, but you ain´t really makin´ gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, ´bout that action, poppin´ out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give ´em one more day, then take ´em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out, ain´t no more standin´ ´round
Wait for my side, they gon´ ride, we don´t play around

We hit the club and throw ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out