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in my hood (gunshots) - b. kay (ma) & bay st. tee lyrics

[intro: faceless apollo & sample]
you own me money mother f*cker, you p*ssy (*gunshots*)
n*ggas screw they face up at me
on some real sh*t son they don’t want beef
i c*ck that, aim that sh*t out the window and spray
there ain’t a sh*ll left in my heat
you n*ggas better…

[hook: faceless apollo]
in my hood n*ggas got love for me
but i don’t go nowhere without my strap
in my hood a little ’dro, a little hennessy
and n*ggas just don’t know how to act
in my hood n*ggas is grimey
i stay on point, i roll with my gat
in my hood n*ggas might buck at me
so i keep something around to buck back
in my hood

[verse 1: bay st. tee]
pistol packin, never lackin
from the view, when sh*t gets active
run up on ya, take ya jacket
then i rock it, for the fashion
pass the monеy, in the mattress
all my whips are diffеrent classics
bayst.t b*tch, ya i’m back and
finna get this sh*t crackin
b*tch i’m from the streets
from the hood, where the sh*t ain’t sweet
gotta play for keeps, cause sh*t ain’t good
ridin’ wit my heat
make a murder scene
bl**dy jeans, my fist full of t**th
smoking heavy green
till be lookin chinese
b*tch i’m from the streets
from the hood, where the sh*t ain’t good
rob you for your good
cause i could, have you n*ggas shook
i got different n*ggas from the set and we be hittin juug
you better be coming with the vest because you in my hood
[hook: faceless apollo]
in my hood n*ggas got love for me
but i don’t go nowhere without my strap
in my hood a little ’dro, a little hennessy
and n*ggas just don’t know how to act
in my hood n*ggas is grimey
i stay on point, i roll with my gat
in my hood n*ggas might buck at me
so i keep something around to buck back
in my hood

[verse 2: b. kay]
knock a n*gga out of bounce
kick this n*gga outta town
sn*tch his cap off, we don’t rep dat
better back off
we finna blast off, up in the sky, yeah we that far
ahki be black all.. (nah u said it backwards n*gga)
i meant all black (d*mn)
here these n*ggas music, and they be all wack
nah i can’t f*ck wit no lame from the 413
prop guns, silly n*ggas waste my time showin me (the h*ll you showing me this for n*gga?)
might as well take a gunman soul
sn*tch his money, sn*tch his shorty, uh, hit road
acting funny, pop a clip in ya hoe
uh, i wish i never knew bro
[hook: faceless apollo]
in my hood n*ggas got love for me
but i don’t go nowhere without my strap
in my hood a little ’dro, a little hennessy
and n*ggas just don’t know how to act
in my hood n*ggas is grimey
i stay on point, i roll with my gat
in my hood n*ggas might buck at me
so i keep something around to buck back
in my hood

- b kay ma bay st tee lyrics

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