Hoody Hooo

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njann

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Don't make me call the dogs

Oh we got beef

I represent the dirty south

For all my thugs and thugettes out there to the world

Get rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it

Where the Tru thugs at

4 or 5 hummers Burban Jag for the summer

SS sittin' 20's but I ain't no muthaf**kin' stunter

Grab the gat where they at rat-tat-tat-tat

I represent the 3rd ward

You a rookie I'm a vet you the captain I'm the crunch

You got that dinner I got the lunch

Hit the weed pass the blunts

Your eyes red you got the munchies

How you like me now gold teeth when I smile

Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buck wild

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up What you wanna do )

One for the money two for the show

Three for my niggaz four to go

When I hear Hoody Hoo it's time to ride

Let nothin' slide let nothin' go

If you 'bout your paper then scream

If you don't f**k with them haters scream

If you about big thangs then scream

If about havin' thangs the scream

Whoa hold on lil' daddy watch my feet

I know you gettin' rowdy and everything

KL bring that beat back

Drop the hot shit so I can cop the new shit the blue six

Niggaz hatin' these days so guess what I bulletproofed it

N O L I M I to the T n***a Tru is who we be n***a

Then scream if you with me n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Straight from the South got them golds in my mouth

Converse on my feet thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat

We be No Limit niggaz and we rowdy

We come to the club and get the motherf**ker wildin'

F**k I been to the streets rest in peace to my peeps

Stay at home if you weak gotta hustle just to eat

And the pound put it down all them girls can't tell

Tru niggaz make mail all them haters go to hell

Throw 'em up Uptown all the way to Downtown

You might get clowned so you better pack a round

Tru niggaz want it all we gon' ball till we fall

Put my tank on the wall Hoody Hoo be call n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Don't make me call the dogs

Oh we got beef

I represent the dirty south

For all my thugs and thugettes out there to the world

Get rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it

Where the Tru thugs at

4 or 5 hummers Burban Jag for the summer

SS sittin' 20's but I ain't no muthaf**kin' stunter

Grab the gat where they at rat-tat-tat-tat

I represent the 3rd ward

You a rookie I'm a vet you the captain I'm the crunch

You got that dinner I got the lunch

Hit the weed pass the blunts

Your eyes red you got the munchies

How you like me now gold teeth when I smile

Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buck wild

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up What you wanna do )

One for the money two for the show

Three for my niggaz four to go

When I hear Hoody Hoo it's time to ride

Let nothin' slide let nothin' go

If you 'bout your paper then scream

If you don't f**k with them haters scream

If you about big thangs then scream

If about havin' thangs the scream

Whoa hold on lil' daddy watch my feet

I know you gettin' rowdy and everything

KL bring that beat back

Drop the hot shit so I can cop the new shit the blue six

Niggaz hatin' these days so guess what I bulletproofed it

N O L I M I to the T n***a Tru is who we be n***a

Then scream if you with me n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Straight from the South got them golds in my mouth

Converse on my feet thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat

We be No Limit niggaz and we rowdy

We come to the club and get the motherf**ker wildin'

F**k I been to the streets rest in peace to my peeps

Stay at home if you weak gotta hustle just to eat

And the pound put it down all them girls can't tell

Tru niggaz make mail all them haters go to hell

Throw 'em up Uptown all the way to Downtown

You might get clowned so you better pack a round

Tru niggaz want it all we gon' ball till we fall

Put my tank on the wall Hoody Hoo be call n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

TRU

njann

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歌詞

作品

Don't make me call the dogs

Oh we got beef

I represent the dirty south

For all my thugs and thugettes out there to the world

Get rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it

Where the Tru thugs at

4 or 5 hummers Burban Jag for the summer

SS sittin' 20's but I ain't no muthaf**kin' stunter

Grab the gat where they at rat-tat-tat-tat

I represent the 3rd ward

You a rookie I'm a vet you the captain I'm the crunch

You got that dinner I got the lunch

Hit the weed pass the blunts

Your eyes red you got the munchies

How you like me now gold teeth when I smile

Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buck wild

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up What you wanna do )

One for the money two for the show

Three for my niggaz four to go

When I hear Hoody Hoo it's time to ride

Let nothin' slide let nothin' go

If you 'bout your paper then scream

If you don't f**k with them haters scream

If you about big thangs then scream

If about havin' thangs the scream

Whoa hold on lil' daddy watch my feet

I know you gettin' rowdy and everything

KL bring that beat back

Drop the hot shit so I can cop the new shit the blue six

Niggaz hatin' these days so guess what I bulletproofed it

N O L I M I to the T n***a Tru is who we be n***a

Then scream if you with me n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Straight from the South got them golds in my mouth

Converse on my feet thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat

We be No Limit niggaz and we rowdy

We come to the club and get the motherf**ker wildin'

F**k I been to the streets rest in peace to my peeps

Stay at home if you weak gotta hustle just to eat

And the pound put it down all them girls can't tell

Tru niggaz make mail all them haters go to hell

Throw 'em up Uptown all the way to Downtown

You might get clowned so you better pack a round

Tru niggaz want it all we gon' ball till we fall

Put my tank on the wall Hoody Hoo be call n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Don't make me call the dogs

Oh we got beef

I represent the dirty south

For all my thugs and thugettes out there to the world

Get rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it

Where the Tru thugs at

4 or 5 hummers Burban Jag for the summer

SS sittin' 20's but I ain't no muthaf**kin' stunter

Grab the gat where they at rat-tat-tat-tat

I represent the 3rd ward

You a rookie I'm a vet you the captain I'm the crunch

You got that dinner I got the lunch

Hit the weed pass the blunts

Your eyes red you got the munchies

How you like me now gold teeth when I smile

Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buck wild

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up What you wanna do )

One for the money two for the show

Three for my niggaz four to go

When I hear Hoody Hoo it's time to ride

Let nothin' slide let nothin' go

If you 'bout your paper then scream

If you don't f**k with them haters scream

If you about big thangs then scream

If about havin' thangs the scream

Whoa hold on lil' daddy watch my feet

I know you gettin' rowdy and everything

KL bring that beat back

Drop the hot shit so I can cop the new shit the blue six

Niggaz hatin' these days so guess what I bulletproofed it

N O L I M I to the T n***a Tru is who we be n***a

Then scream if you with me n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

Straight from the South got them golds in my mouth

Converse on my feet thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat

We be No Limit niggaz and we rowdy

We come to the club and get the motherf**ker wildin'

F**k I been to the streets rest in peace to my peeps

Stay at home if you weak gotta hustle just to eat

And the pound put it down all them girls can't tell

Tru niggaz make mail all them haters go to hell

Throw 'em up Uptown all the way to Downtown

You might get clowned so you better pack a round

Tru niggaz want it all we gon' ball till we fall

Put my tank on the wall Hoody Hoo be call n***a

So buckle up n***a knuckle up n***a

That's the code for them killas

Buckle up knuckle up

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