Lyrics Smooky MarGielaa – Hood
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Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
I was on the block where they pulling out the beam, see the cops get low
Came up from the bottom, boy I ain’t have nothing
I tried to get to the bag, I was rushing
You don’t know how I feel so bro tell you no ?
Fuck all em niggas, them niggas be bluffing
Regular tracks I don’t even be cursing
Margiela Man, not a regular person
Run up in the spot like I’m doing a walk in
Don’t fuck with us, all they do is be talking
Can’t find me, maze, no face, no trace
Pull up in Wraith, chain bling
I don’t trust nobody, all I trust is my brothers
I got 40 with me and we grew up from the gutter
Old days wanna know I was ?
in the summer
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in the cup, foreign cars, different colours
Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
I was on the block where they pulling out the beam, see the cops get low
Went to school, hate my dean
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like I play for a team
Diamond ring, neck on bling
They shot through Little Caesars and they ?
So I got up in the booth, everything changed
Walking in the hood and the feds call my name
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on me, I be ?
on my chain
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Your girl want me, got my songs on repeat
Aye your diamonds cheap, cheap
You a fraud, can’t hang with me
She saw me in the hood, she can’t even stop staring
Five months ago, she dumped so I really stopped caring
Shawty only want me cause my bank account millions
I only gave her cents, so lil shawty start tearing
Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
I was on the block where they pulling out the beam, see the cops get low
Grew up in the hood
Come through get shooked, walk past don’t look
All day juggs, better run for your life or you might get booked
Look at my jeans, look at my kicks, ripped up, I’m broke
I was on the block where they pulling out the beam, see the cops get low