Throw Your Hood Up (Explicit)歌词-Mustard&Dom Kennedy&Royce&RJ

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Throw Your Hood Up (Explicit) - Mustard/Dom Kennedy/Royce/RJ

Written by：Rodney Brow

All my Detroit niggas

All my L.A. niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.O. niggas

All my BMO niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.Y. niggas

All my ChiTown niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my G.A. niggas hol' up

All my bay niggas where ya at throw your hood up

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

I'm relaxing getting high

Niggas ain't sh*t I'm just rapping on the side

Told 'em p**sy paper passion and some pride

I got everything a ni**a ever wanted 'fore I died

Uh two rolexes that I don't ever wear

A big gold chain I ain't seen in a year

Leimert park ni**a looking clean in the mirror

Your girl want me I could see it from here

Yeah try and make money and friends is mo' plans

You lil niggas is hiding there's no chance

Two step my niggas just don't dance

If you ever say my name ni**a we throw hands

Told him pushaz ink the program we hold bands

On that OPM sh*t you know we in this

With the extra extra talk all reckless

B**ch in real life yeah that's what I expected ni**a

All my Detroit niggas

All my L.A. niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.O. niggas

All my BMO niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.Y. niggas

All my ChiTown niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my G.A. niggas hol' up

All my bay niggas where ya at throw your hood up

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Not a rapper way too street with it

All I did was take my life and put a mustard beat with it

I'm deep with it believe in it I speak it if I did that

I'll doo doo hello and have them niggas where you live at

Tuesdays and thursdays them white people jumping out

Problems on my dick have your girlfriend suck it out

A born sinner but live killers die winners

I'll cook my momma d**e 'fore I cook a b**ch dinner

Ol' p**sy a** niggas I smell placenta

Dressed sharper than the mind of a seven percenter

Think about robbin' me take your brain off

She only wanna cut cause she chain saw

With the bopper as my sword and that ruger as my shield

B**ch my move around too real oxycontin pop the blue pills

It's a cold life my favorite numbers is 45

Donald sterling clip a ni**a I don't like

All my Detroit niggas

All my L.A. niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.O. niggas

All my BMO niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.Y. niggas

All my ChiTown niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my G.A. niggas hol' up

All my bay niggas where ya at throw your hood up

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Uh it ain't where ya from but it's where ya at

I'm down to load a drum quicker than ya app

Lil ni**a tryna ball set a screen for me

Birds of a feather waiting on a wing for me

And I'll never let a ni**a think for me

I just need the suicides with the seats bloody

Look I'll trade a morc like a logo

For any real ni**a ever put up on a polo

Oh no now it go those niggas

Whole shows both coasts so I throw no feelings

No chillin' got a chopper and a chicken

Where you from I threw mines to the ceiling

Pull a foreign off the lot just got deported

And a quarter for the watch getting extorted

Lil niggas want war but can't afford it

Put ya life on the line that b**ch will snort it heyyyayeee

All my Detroit niggas

All my L.A. niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.O. niggas

All my BMO niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my N.Y. niggas

All my ChiTown niggas where ya at throw your hood up

All my G.A. niggas hol' up

All my bay niggas where ya at throw your hood up

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol

Everybody got problems

Everybody got shirts cause they ni**a got murked

Everybody got issues

Everybody walk around with a big a** pistol