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put yo hood up - doeman lyrics

[intro]
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough? (h*ll yeah)
is it, is it, is it tough? is it rough?
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough?
smoked out loced out, ridin’ with the pistol
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough? (h*ll yeah)
is it, is it, is it tough? is it rough?
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough? (h*ll yeah)
is it, is it, is it tough? is it rough?

[verse 1: southside hoodlum]
b*tch, i came in on the low (sh*,sh*)
sippin’ drank then i’m gone (bit*,bit*)
drop that dough an made that [?]
got my .30 with a pole
i’m a birdie gettin’ dome

[verse 2: doeman]
ay b*tch, we workin’ gettin’ dough
found my purpose and my soul
my little vato slingin’ ice
that means he’s workin’ in the cold
i f*ck with boujee b*tches, little nice sl*ts
look business [?] not bums
and these p*ssies talkin’ reckless
b*tch it’s texas we all got guns
[verse 3: southside hoodlum & doeman]
(sh*,sh*)
i’m outside til’ the day come (sh*,sh*)
prayin’ they gon’ say som’
for hood that dawg gon’ spray some
woo southside boys done came up
woo from the cradle to the grave cuz
(smoked out loced out, ridin’ with the pistol)
never change, when my change up

[verse 4: southside hoodlum]
b*tch, i’m on stressin’
b*tch, i’m on drink i ain’t stressin’
sh*t i got my*
potato on my weapon (shi*,shi*)
b*tch you runnin’ when we steppin’

[verse 5: doeman]
ay b*tch, we mobbin’ down in texas
got that top in my lexus
got them swingers on the drop
i bet that [?] on my necklace

[verse 6: southside hoodlum]
startin’ in your section
bounce back, way back, southside say that
outsider, way back, we can’t go way back
sh*t, hole in your head cap, south
hot where the wave at, big body b*tch imma swing that
ak that choppa that [?]
[verse 7: doeman]
studied the business and move like a barge does
and they slept on me til’ i bossed up
with a hundred vato’s and we all tough
if you cross the line, get your dawg touched
i’m the boss and the orchestrator
wasn’t nothing handed, i had to go in take it
i’ve been ballin’ out like i’m [?]
had to show these p*ssies i’m the f*ckin’ greatest
look machiavelli get the bag steady
f*ck a record deal we get the bag already
before rap i was the man already
put a black benz on them black pirelli’s
junior high i had four b*tches
now the [?]
little tight p*ssy got the gold in it
you ain’t movin’ like doe pimpin’
on the gang

[outro]
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough? (h*ll yeah)
is it, is it, is it tough? is it rough?
put yo hood up
is it rough? is it tough?
smoked out loced out, ridin’ with the pistol

- doeman lyrics

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