Hood Go Crazy Lyrics – DaBoyDame
(Man, you play too much)
The streets need this
I had to make that call (Yeah)
I said, I had to make that call (Beep)
This shit ’bout to go crazy
If you from the hood
Bang your shit
Let me see where you from
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah)
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah)
My hood go crazy (Crazy, yeah, yeah)
My hood go crazy (Let’s get it, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Still a Westside legen, ask the block about me (Yeah)
Yeah, them bitches in the city goin’ Pac about me (Westside)
Fuck ’round, get to trippin’, get dropped about me (Boom-boom)
Ask who the brick man, they gon’ talk about me (Yeah)
Left the Pyrex sticky (Woo)
Served the red and the blue team, politics was tricky (Yeah)
A millionaire wearin’ Dickies (Haha)
Bought the Lexus off the lot then I drove it straight to Nicky’s (Skrr)
Broad on the Eastside, yeah, that’s where I kept the work (Work)
Used to weigh them two-fifties every time she went to work (Ayy)
Pyrex bowl, little water, little tide (Tide)
Gangland, nigga, and I took it worldwide
My hood go (What’s up?)
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah)
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah, yeah)
My hood go crazy (Crazy, ayy)
My hood go crazy
I’m Mr. 30108, nigga, king of the North (It’s Memphis)
If you play with real niggas, you gon’ end up short
I got Navy SEALs niggas, we got guns like the Navy (Grrah)
If we don’t fuck with you niggas so it ain’t all gravy (Uh-huh)
I’m on that dope boy shit so it’s fuck you, pay me
And we got thick hood bitches and they ratchet and crazy
But I love a hood bitch so she might have my baby
I’d move her out the hood and buy the ho a Mercedes (Skrr, skrr)
Nigga, I sold more cookies than the candy lady
And I’m from the crack era, I’m a 80’s/eighties baby (Yeah)
And my hood go insane (Ayy, what’s your name?)
I’m Yo Gotti, I’m a legend to the dope game, I am
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah)
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy (Crazy), uh
My hood go crazy (Yeah, damn, what’s happenin’, nigga?)
My hood go crazy (Crazy, this shit ’bout to go crazy, nigga)
My hood go crazy (I don’t think they ready)
Who that, who that, who that is? Bitch, that’s Project Poppa (Yeah)
Young ville nigga, man, I been around them choppas (Boom-boom-boom)
Stop shoutin’ out the Bay if you ain’t been to the town (Oakland)
Stop shoutin’ out the town if you ain’t never around (Uh-huh)
Only fuck with real niggas who gotta stay away
My hood go crazy, better stay away (You better stay away)
Little nigga, lay you down for that gold chain (Man, boom)
Little nigga go crazy with the AK (Grrrah, AK)
Granny on the porch all traumatized (Traumatized)
Why her only grandson got the .45
Ghetto baby, where everything is do or die (The ghetto, baby)
My hood go crazy for a homicide (Homicide)
