Hood Anthem

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh yeah, aye Wait, what I bout to say? Oh yeah [Chorus] I be really in them streets, I'm an heat toter Bitch I play it kreep, rest in peace Magnolia You can't come around, bitch, if I don't know ya If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley? [Verse 1] Even though I'm Stevie Wonder, bitch, I wouldn't wanna see ya And that nigga broke, uh-uh, wouldn't wanna be ya Michael Jackson, my diamonds dancin', but my money Dirty Diana Bitch, I still be in them streets, I catch a body in them Alexanders Project baby, snotty nose sayin' nothin' I can't handle ATK, they droppin' bodies, that's the Hood Anthem I be deep up in that pussy, I got plenty stamina I got that slang when I talk, my teacher say I need to fix my grammar [Chorus] I be really in them streets, I'm a heat toter Bitch I play it kreep, rest in peace Magnolia You can't come around, bitch, If I don't know ya If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley? [Verse 2] If I want it, I'ma take it, I'ma run up on ya Get that bitch, I'm shootin' next time, I ain't warnin' ya My trap be jumpin' out the gym, I guess we got the formula When I be fuckin', she around my balls, I guess it make me hornier Jump on the plane, I take a flight all the way to California Trip up in the Benz, I hit the gas, I just be road runnin' I put a bag on the opps head, bitch, I got plenty money That nigga died face to face, he can say he seen it comin' [Chorus] I be really in them streets, I'm a heat toter Bitch I pay a [?], rest in peace Magnolia You can't come around, bitch, If I don't know ya If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley? [Outro] Oh, this Bentley You rather cry up in that Honda or cry up in this Bentley? If I want it, I'ma run up on ya