Текст Young Scooter – Hood Memories

Hook:
Hood memories, hood memories
Hustling thinking ’bout them hood memories
Hood memories, hood memories

Verse 1: Young Scooter
Before I saw a ki I was selling 50’s
Selling 3 gram hundreds, man, my life addictive
I was 15 smoking regular weed
My high school days breaking down p’s
Ounces at my locker, I had a lot of problems
Losing not an option, dopeboy product
When I was 18 I met my migo papi
With all that street knowledge I walked away from college
Started selling collards, they come on the ?
Before I was 21 I seen a million dollars
Ten toes down through the money problems
Every nigga in the hood know you’re school to got ’em

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Verse 2: Webbie
Wrong place, right time like I wasn’t on time
You know I’ll make this motherfucking microphone cry
Driveby’s, we got caught up in the crossfire
We shouldn’t have had our crazy asses outside, but fuck that
Lil B, he was my nigga, man
When he was down I got him up, vice versa

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Verse 3: Young Scooter
I went from silver watches to rocking AP’s
Used to watch them old G’s, now it’s on me
I was on E, fell off to a G
Used to play the candy lady, went to hide the weed
Hood memories, I just rapped my life
I know probably did a lot of shit that wasn’t right
That’s that hood life, ain’t no rules, no
At any given time a nigga’ll kick your do’
Rain, sleigh and snow, I had to jug through it
Had to count up them free bands, I put my hood through it
Hood memories, you gotta duck them FED’s
Now you see my face on the TV screen

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