Lirik Lagu Rollin' Thru My Hood - Master P
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yo kid man, stop the music
rollin through my, rollin through my hoodthis what I see when I'm rollin through my hood2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this bitchcause she's a dope fiend, she need emphetaminebut I'm the only motherfucker with the candy creamnow the spots hot, here come the copsthe ??????????, it's time to close up shoptime to move on, brothas on there cellular phonestalkin to them hoochies, I mean them ding dongscause in the ghetto everbody got nicknameslike Master p, Lil Roy, and Big Maneyes red, dank to the headI'm not Snoop Dogg but I feel like Lil Half DeadHenace with a dab of that gin and juiceGatorade, but it gotta be 80 proofso we can remenisce to all the niggas missedand when I said the ghetto's trying to kill me, feel thiscause in my hood, it's rest in peace shirtand every nigga in they momma done did dirtor formed a gang, or even ganged bangedor slang dope, motherfucker it's the same thangcause where I'm from you got to watch your backcause every nigga in the town got a gatand these hoes, you can't love emeven though a motherfucker wanta kiss and rub emwatch your back, cause gats go rat-tatbut mind your own motherfucker and it's like that
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
rollin through the cutsdippin down the alleys of killa CaliBig Ed got that top drop cause it's not cloudyso I roll on, tank-top with my swoll onpullin in sun rays that be peepin through the ozoneI like to chill out, hang outcause I'm cool, you know Big Ed is in the mix with the fixfool, I seen niggas shakin ivory, hoes shakin assesbut everybody head turn when the coup passesWho ride, I ride with my 9 hoeI creep as I crept cause I gotta keep that low pro
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
this nigga, I am onequick to use that A-K gunon a mark motherfucker who wanta pick a bone2 to the dome will do your ass homehuh, ain't no love in my motherfucking hoodlookin where I'm at, ain't shit turning all goodwe need cash cause it's all about the fucking rentwe get the dice and start rollin on the pavementthat's how it is on the first of every monthsippin gin, and toking off of bluntsgettin higher than the sky, don't ask whyyoung G's from the hood trying to get by
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
when I'm rollin through my hoodI see alot of factors, alot of actorsbut since the money's low, I see alot of jackersbut where I stay at, it be the east to the baybut what do I be dippin, it be a 6 to a treand what do I be strappin, it be a ace to a Kbut I don't love them hoes, that's why I never ever playin the 9-4, I use to sell dope and holla at the bitchbut it's 9-5 so it's all about me trying to get a grip14 niggas in a cut tryin to get at the butt but it aint all goodcause a nigga like set trippin up in my neighborhood???? through the cut, I see task hoppin off of the treeit's all about mine, so it's all about me tryin to get a feecan't trust none of these hoes, I leave them hoes at the buscause it's one motherfucking thing in this world that you can't trustit be a bitch, cause they a snitch, they get you caught upin this game, heavy locked up, tore up from the floor upI seen this bitches, these niggasthese niggas all the sameit's a scandel thang, and Silkk won't be caught up in this ghetto game
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
I hit the play twice, and then I'm off to a get awaywhere I got my shit hid away in the cutA personal yaht, I snatch a few sacksabout to hit the track to come up on some scrapshit the block sideways, perking, trippinswervin, I'm servin the shit that I made cause it's tightall night long nigga's hustle for paper24-7 nigga's stay on the capergotta get them riches, and you gotta have game yogotta keep lie-lo with them hollowyou see it's still going downmotherfuckers gettin bucked in the townthe silent soundnever go away, every other day it's another nigga in the gamestraight passed awayand as well as we all knowit's a little bitty city where motherfuckers bound to get shittynow when I roll through my spoti see niggas like broke, with them glocks, 17 shots niggahot nigga, pop you nigga, and I just bought a 4-5 in the hood(in the hood, in the hood)
like that, check it out foolit's a ghetto thang, ghetto thang, ghetto thangand if you ain't from the ghetto you wouldn't understand
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hoodrollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hoodrollin through my hood
rollin through my, rollin through my hoodthis what I see when I'm rollin through my hood2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this bitchcause she's a dope fiend, she need emphetaminebut I'm the only motherfucker with the candy creamnow the spots hot, here come the copsthe ??????????, it's time to close up shoptime to move on, brothas on there cellular phonestalkin to them hoochies, I mean them ding dongscause in the ghetto everbody got nicknameslike Master p, Lil Roy, and Big Maneyes red, dank to the headI'm not Snoop Dogg but I feel like Lil Half DeadHenace with a dab of that gin and juiceGatorade, but it gotta be 80 proofso we can remenisce to all the niggas missedand when I said the ghetto's trying to kill me, feel thiscause in my hood, it's rest in peace shirtand every nigga in they momma done did dirtor formed a gang, or even ganged bangedor slang dope, motherfucker it's the same thangcause where I'm from you got to watch your backcause every nigga in the town got a gatand these hoes, you can't love emeven though a motherfucker wanta kiss and rub emwatch your back, cause gats go rat-tatbut mind your own motherfucker and it's like that
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
rollin through the cutsdippin down the alleys of killa CaliBig Ed got that top drop cause it's not cloudyso I roll on, tank-top with my swoll onpullin in sun rays that be peepin through the ozoneI like to chill out, hang outcause I'm cool, you know Big Ed is in the mix with the fixfool, I seen niggas shakin ivory, hoes shakin assesbut everybody head turn when the coup passesWho ride, I ride with my 9 hoeI creep as I crept cause I gotta keep that low pro
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
this nigga, I am onequick to use that A-K gunon a mark motherfucker who wanta pick a bone2 to the dome will do your ass homehuh, ain't no love in my motherfucking hoodlookin where I'm at, ain't shit turning all goodwe need cash cause it's all about the fucking rentwe get the dice and start rollin on the pavementthat's how it is on the first of every monthsippin gin, and toking off of bluntsgettin higher than the sky, don't ask whyyoung G's from the hood trying to get by
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
when I'm rollin through my hoodI see alot of factors, alot of actorsbut since the money's low, I see alot of jackersbut where I stay at, it be the east to the baybut what do I be dippin, it be a 6 to a treand what do I be strappin, it be a ace to a Kbut I don't love them hoes, that's why I never ever playin the 9-4, I use to sell dope and holla at the bitchbut it's 9-5 so it's all about me trying to get a grip14 niggas in a cut tryin to get at the butt but it aint all goodcause a nigga like set trippin up in my neighborhood???? through the cut, I see task hoppin off of the treeit's all about mine, so it's all about me tryin to get a feecan't trust none of these hoes, I leave them hoes at the buscause it's one motherfucking thing in this world that you can't trustit be a bitch, cause they a snitch, they get you caught upin this game, heavy locked up, tore up from the floor upI seen this bitches, these niggasthese niggas all the sameit's a scandel thang, and Silkk won't be caught up in this ghetto game
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hood
I hit the play twice, and then I'm off to a get awaywhere I got my shit hid away in the cutA personal yaht, I snatch a few sacksabout to hit the track to come up on some scrapshit the block sideways, perking, trippinswervin, I'm servin the shit that I made cause it's tightall night long nigga's hustle for paper24-7 nigga's stay on the capergotta get them riches, and you gotta have game yogotta keep lie-lo with them hollowyou see it's still going downmotherfuckers gettin bucked in the townthe silent soundnever go away, every other day it's another nigga in the gamestraight passed awayand as well as we all knowit's a little bitty city where motherfuckers bound to get shittynow when I roll through my spoti see niggas like broke, with them glocks, 17 shots niggahot nigga, pop you nigga, and I just bought a 4-5 in the hood(in the hood, in the hood)
like that, check it out foolit's a ghetto thang, ghetto thang, ghetto thangand if you ain't from the ghetto you wouldn't understand
rollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hoodrollin through my hood, rollin through my hoodthat is what i see when I'm rollin through my hoodrollin through my hood
