In Hillwood (feat. Baby Bash, Ice, & Carolyn Rodriguez) (Explicit)
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歌曲：In Hillwood (feat. Baby Bash, Ice, & Carolyn Rodriguez) (Explicit)
专辑：Last Chair Violinist (Explicit)
歌手： South Park Mexican / Baby Bash / Ice / Carolyn Rodriguez
歌詞
The year is 70' I'm due at the fifth
I done did my nine months now my life take a shift
In the freeworld now you better raised me good
But instead I blaze in the crazy hood
I was three when my pops took a long vacation
Now I'm solo facin the revlation
Gotta bolo for a d**e fiend to hit
And I show no feeny if u want some s**t
I'm high as the sky fishin for fry
Be a G till the D A Y I die oh my
Y would u ever test this mex in a Lex just banging
Outta Tex you know I'm gonna wreck this s**t
Along with any other b***h who disrespect my click
Like a bit I got the heart if a killa
And them h*es come out like a three wheela
Cuz I freaks my draulics f**kin' h*es in college
B***hes swingin' on my nuts it's so stylish Model it
Hold my d**k like a 64' peace to all my baby's mamas
But really though I'm a d**n fool
And G's can vouch that up in the ghetto puttin'
Cheese on a mouse trap and one day I'm gonna rise
And come up till then I'm dealin' d**e from sundown
To sunup
You best not test this mex in a Lex
As I crept through my hood it felt good
All my homies have my back with a gat in Hillwood
Hustlin' is the hobby brothers if you will
And all of those h*es really love is only Hill
Be real if your blood runs deep in the hood
All the punished shoulda woulda put a bunk in da wood
All stood all good keep they f**king bank if I take
What you got but my glock I degrate
You hate the way G's comin up with a mic
I write what u like cuz it's my mothaf**king life
I never shife not to type indeed I am
But if they tryin to take my ends
I be d**n bam bam to that man in the pen
Older boys too young to get stung
Come with the holy boys
Hold the noise I show boys to precise to
Fend from the skunk my blunt
To be nice shoot dice hit killa
Straight the mothaf**kin eightball
Pour a little for the ones who took that great fall
Cuz I keeps all my dead homies in my heart
They got a head start and still we never part
I remember December of 88' blue boys hit the cut was
To late to break Had to swallow three stones tossed
My Chrome in the bushes seven dirty pigs jackin' up
Three bushes my homie got a case tryin' to race the
Van got scooped and fixin' to face the man
In the black gown with the wooden hammer
Bamma give my n***a seven in the slammer
Damma old mothaf**ka passin' time
All my frends gone guess I'm last in line
Betta find me a new way to hustle
Six years in the game and I still feel the struggle
Smuggle w**d across the checkpoint
Just another day on the job as I mob but the pigs oink
Smoke a joint on the way to the valley
Now I'm comin' back and they wanna search my Caddi
It's a risk when you tryin to make that fast bank
But them mutts can't smell past my gas tank
So I catch 59 back to H Town arrive safely with my 38
Pounds fresh from the border may I take your order
You just want them singled every five and a quarter
Straight up big baby
