MALO 100 - In My Hood (feat. GB Tribuvelli & Anthony Patria) Lyrics

MALO Nigga
In my hood better play it smart
In my hood we could pull your card
In my hood don't be acting hard
In my hood we could get you robbed
In my hood we could get you killed
In my hood we got all the deals
In my hood we shoot for the thrill
In my hood we keep it real
You need a pack? My nigga come in and go straight to the back
Play with my shit, MALO call for the MAK. Got this shit looking bad
Gotta make sure that we stick to the plan. Missing a leg, but his neck is intact
Did what we did, anything for the bands. Caught two of his mans
My nigga lets stick to the money, I front you but don't you get funny
Eyes rolling back after dark. Percocet, codeine and molly
Lil bitch I am the man, I don't need a squad 'cause I got me
I shouldn't came off with a sawed off, but I gotta walk like a zombie
I'm stuffing my backwoods, I'm rolling up gas
Find out what she wanna do for the xans
I'm dogging her crazy just me and my mans
Look ma, no hands
I'm stuffing my backwoods, I'm rolling up gas
Find out what she wanna do for the xans
I'm dogging her crazy just me and my mans
Look ma, no hands
In my hood better play it smart
In my hood we could pull your card
In my hood don't be acting hard
In my hood we could get you robbed
In my hood we could get you killed
In my hood we got all the deals
In my hood we shoot for the thrill
In my hood we keep it real
The f*ck is you saying? We pop on the block and we hitting a stain
Got this glock, man I pop at his brain. All my niggas yea we scream out the gang
Slashing niggas, we gon' cut up his face. Round my way we don't talk we just bang
Got some niggas doing life in the state. 95th yea we put you in the grave
Don't come to my block if you ain't from my gang
I'm getting this money and I'm popping these bands
I'm doing my dance, seen this bitch on my pants
I'm running the city and I pull out the bands
I swear I'm up next and I'm gon' be the best
We busting these shots better put on a vest
We busting these shots better put on a vest
In my hood better play it smart
In my hood we could pull your card
In my hood don't be acting hard
In my hood we could get you robbed
In my hood we could get you killed
In my hood we got all the deals
In my hood we shoot for the thrill
In my hood we keep it real
In my hood there be homicides. We don't find you, then your momma dies
I don't care, leave a nigga traumatized. We all die one day, you ain't gotta cry
You could get killed for no reason. Dope so good, got they nose bleeding
Yea we selling drugs all four seasons. We don't love these hoes, we don't need them
In my hood, there's alotta guns. Rob a nigga, that's just alotta fun
Fill your bitch up with alotta cum. Cut her off, tell her that is not my son
In my hood better play it smart
In my hood we could pull your card
In my hood don't be acting hard
In my hood we could get you robbed
In my hood we could get you killed
In my hood we got all the deals
In my hood we shoot for the thrill
In my hood we keep it real