Lirik Lagu Neck Of My Woods - Chamillionaire
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Neck Of My Woods LyricsArtist(Band):Chamillionaire Review The Song (0)Print the Lyrics
Neck Of My Woods Lyrics
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(*talking*)Ha-ha, hop in nigga (Southern Smoke)Why you looking all scared maynLoosen up nigga, ride with me
[Hook - 2x]I'ma roll you, through my neck of the woodsThrough the hood, hustling and living rightGrinding for a grand, pockets getting biggerAin't nothing like a Dirty South, H-Town nigga
[Chamillionaire]Cadillac with the 4's, the paint that's matching the toesThe basketball players baby mamas, and actresses hoesNo you can't be tripping, you got's the master controlMake her park while you exit, from out the passenger do'You roll with the easy pass, as you pass through the tollSee the police ya ride slow, you don't the faster you goSee the fiends on the corner, itching and after the blowYou incognito, while passing that lil' package of droI know I'm not a hustler, also I'm not a customerI'm also not a snitch, I'm the type you could put ya trust in sirThe trees made that weed, what is you cussing fa'It's mother nature's fault officer, you should have a grudge with herNever works, but still you try the excusesThe prints could make you believe, that all of your grinding was uselessSo what if you catch a case, still hustle the juicesFill up his jar with that bar, man this Southern is ruthlessOoh it's another one of them thangs, what you call that (slab)Do the math, recline in your seat and fall backYou gotta try to blend in, and get your car factsBelt buckles swangs and bang, that's how we crawl LacI'ma get my car waxed, pulling into this liquor sto'Get in, get the Black Magic and a sip of OJ ay, one thang before you hit the do'Burning off on his ass, you don't know nothing bout Texas hoe
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(*talking*)Ha-ha, hop in nigga (Southern Smoke)Why you looking all scared maynLoosen up nigga, ride with me
[Hook - 2x]I'ma roll you, through my neck of the woodsThrough the hood, hustling and living rightGrinding for a grand, pockets getting biggerAin't nothing like a Dirty South, H-Town nigga
[Chamillionaire]Cadillac with the 4's, the paint that's matching the toesThe basketball players baby mamas, and actresses hoesNo you can't be tripping, you got's the master controlMake her park while you exit, from out the passenger do'You roll with the easy pass, as you pass through the tollSee the police ya ride slow, you don't the faster you goSee the fiends on the corner, itching and after the blowYou incognito, while passing that lil' package of droI know I'm not a hustler, also I'm not a customerI'm also not a snitch, I'm the type you could put ya trust in sirThe trees made that weed, what is you cussing fa'It's mother nature's fault officer, you should have a grudge with herNever works, but still you try the excusesThe prints could make you believe, that all of your grinding was uselessSo what if you catch a case, still hustle the juicesFill up his jar with that bar, man this Southern is ruthlessOoh it's another one of them thangs, what you call that (slab)Do the math, recline in your seat and fall backYou gotta try to blend in, and get your car factsBelt buckles swangs and bang, that's how we crawl LacI'ma get my car waxed, pulling into this liquor sto'Get in, get the Black Magic and a sip of OJ ay, one thang before you hit the do'Burning off on his ass, you don't know nothing bout Texas hoe
