Hood Shit - Joey Trap

Aye, Plugg

Aye, Plugg, drop that shit

Man I came in this bitch and I came in hot

Got the dope make a fiend, prolly Millie rock

I was just 17 chillin' on the block

If she say she In love she a silly thot

Man, I used to be grinding, just selling grams

Ain’t no wallet, my pockets got rubber bands

Don’t got friends, we not cool if you not my fam

Now there’s fur on my coat like I’m Killa Cam

I’m in my bag, the busiest

Look at my Rollie, the chilliest

She giving top, the silliest

On that Ducati, I wheelie it

I think someone left my stove on

Bro, what the fuck?

'Member used to take the bus home

Now it’s Audi trucks

Used to Uber bitches home

As soon as they ain’t wanna suck

But we got one thing in common

We ain’t never give a fuck

Look, in my hood there’s robbers, killers dealers and the dope fiends

Bro sell molly, coke and OxyContin with the codeine

Wait

Yeah, this that hood shit

Hit me for the price, because you know we got that good shit

Yeah, bitch, I’m hood rich

Coulda bought a house, I got a chopper, issa a good stick

I been in SD like the Chargers

Grew up New York when I ain’t have a dollar

I was out trapping 'cause I’m not a scholar

Shout out that money, turn me to a monster

Now Gucci on me I walk with a check

Bro got a pistol, I walk with a TEC

You talkin' shit then we catchin' the wreck

She fall in love but I just wanted neck

Just wanted bread, it put me on the block

I’m my own boss, no, I’m not on the clock

We come from nothing, turn that to a lot

Just 17 with a band and a Glock

You could get shot by a savage nigga

I went from hungry to having, nigga

Ain’t no Houdini no magic, nigga

All that I know is we spazzin', nigga

We spazzin', yah

Yeah, this that hood shit

Hit me for the price, because you know we got that good shit

Yeah, bitch, I’m hood rich

Coulda bought a house, I got a chopper, issa a good stick