Lyrics

[Intro] Yooooo Word to God, motherfucker Y'all know what this is New shit Uh huh Yea, gangsta That's what's up Yea, uh huh [Chorus] Gangsta Murda Hoodstock Put ya hood up Yo, you know what it is when we catch you in the cut Boss you down and fuck you up (word to God) God forever 'bid we ever see you in the club (what!) Boss you down, tongue kiss slugs (yep!) We same niggas keep the firearm tuck [?] Spittin' flames, y'all niggas better duck (uh huh) (Gangsta) Y'all cowards is sweet, (yea) (Murda) my kids gotta eat (yea) (Hoodstock) We bangin' (yea) 'em in the club (yea) (get ya hood up) Killin' (yea) 'em in the streets [Verse 1] Yo Black Child is foul like a motherfucker (what!) My father said I'm wild like my mother brother Watch out 'causе these niggas undercovеr I'm from under the gutter, Gotti is the governor I'm more like the mayor, 'bout to be a billionaire Shots travel in pairs, niggas disappear Listen here, nigga we don't care about nuttin' and no one Gat slap you with your gun And Murda Inc., we hotter than a motherfucker Marshall Mathers ain't nuttin' but a nigga lover Him gay Dre kissin' each other Eazy-E (uh huh) don' showed (yea) y'all pictures of this nigga (what!) But we gon' keep it [?] (uh huh), straight to the bank (yea) Never givin' a fuck about what y'all think (Gangsta) Black'll back you down (Murda) Whenever I'm in town (Hoodstock) They gon' have to have the cops (get ya hood up) pat me down (yo) 'Cause [Chorus] You know what it is when we catch you in the cut Boss you down and fuck you up (what!) (word to God) God forever 'bid we ever see you in the club (word to God) Boss you down, tongue kiss slugs (yea) We same niggas keep the firearm tuck [?] Spittin' flames, y'all niggas better duck (duck) (Gangsta) Y'all cowards is sweet (uh huh) (Murda) My kids gotta eat (what!) (Hoodstock) We bangin' 'em in the club (what!) (Get ya hood up) Killin' 'em in the streets [Verse 2] This is for my hustlas and this is for my G's All my B.L. double O.D. OG's All my crip niggas and my murda mami's They sell that weed, to feed they seed A family that prays together, stays together Niggas that get high together ah die together, we ride forever Nigga, it's now or never, the only way to make it better is settle it with berettas or them (uh huh) Desert Eags and them calicos When the mac-11 blows, that's crowd control Hear how loud it go, put holes in ya soul Blow your bulletproof jeep off the globe It's deep my niggas, get higher than astronauts Fly (uh huh) past ya block in a Martin drop (yea) (Gangsta) We started from the bottom (what!) (Murda) Gon' bang to the top (uh huh) (Hoodstock) Ain't (what)! shit change, (yea) (get ya hood up) we ain't never (yea) gon' stop (nigga!) [Chorus] You know what it is when we catch you in the cut Boss you down and fuck you up (uh huh) God forever 'bid we ever see you in the club (if I ever see you!) Boss you down, tongue kiss slugs (nigga!) We same niggas keep the firearm tuck (what!) Spittin' flames, y'all niggas better duck (word to God) (Gangsta) Y'all cowards is sweet (Murda) My kids gotta eat (Hoodstock) We bangin' 'em in the club (Get ya hood up) Killin' 'em in the streets [Verse 3] It's Hoodstock, U.S.A. wit two AK's E'eyday, all-day Fuck what they all say, we could let the gat spray anywhere, e'eywhere Black Child ain't never sacred Fuck this nigga here (uh huh) This a hard life, sellin' hard white Ay'night, all night, like it was alright (what!) We thug wit our hoes (uh huh) The club never close (yea) Cops never care (what!) Shots is all you hear (uh huh) I show you how it is, we throw it up on my block The rims on my Benz spin when I stop You could catch me comin' in the hard top I'm still that nigga that'll run up in ya spot You know what to do (yea) wit the ring and the watch (uh huh) Or you ah feel that 40 cal Glock We gangstas (Gangsta) Murda (murda) Hoodstock (Hoodstock) Get ya hood up (get ya hood up) [Chorus] You know what it is when we catch you in the cut Boss you down, fuck you up God forever 'bid we ever see you in the club Boss you down, tongue kiss slugs We same niggas keep the firearm tuck Spittin' flames, y'all niggas better duck (Gangsta) Y'all cowards is sweet (Murda) My kids gotta eat (Hoodstock) We bangin' 'em in the club (Get ya hood up) Killin' 'em in the streets