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Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics Song Info

Song:  Boyz N Da Hood
Artist:  Juelz Santana Ft Meek Mill, Jim Jones, & Rowdy Rebel
Released:    Aug 30, 2024

Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

Chopp in the lamb she like no it
can’t be SL up DM and she start jumping
out of painties could have hit your BM
but I thought about the family put her


in the buing she was in the C kind of 20
million man that look like an I
don’t even go there hit a get some
therapy you don’t want to go there we go


there take it seriously if I se a
brother no question like where I be out
inch with that on my shirt with
teach super how to twerk she a


good but I don’t think she popping
out the work she at the CLE P tripping
with no lug she like hust little
bro but on the weekend I hit her phone


and she C me so you know we ain’t
speaking so what I do the friends on the
road for the week and fake page she on
the gr like I know this Felicia and when


we outside ain’t outside got to go in
the bleach leave a with his mou
wide smoking sneakers and if you ever
get in trouble better not go to them


people cuz you know the
puss I brought the a dou back and
brought theard my cix hit the
brought a body my young go Dum on


the running c a body the chopper got a
kick like a no karate you know I get
like the Bro Bobby three SC dwellers you
would think I got a rly hob still throw


it up like me on do in a club getting
drunk with the heat on my body before
you die you better Live It Up they how I
it up like Drop with


a sh to the face until I spit it up I
got the young like I give this
old the if you hear pill
talking that mean your  is if


you heard she a Tre that mean she throw
the if they spin the BL
once that mean those is rookies
talking on the N what to talk


about say what I say so Ain nothing else
to talk about dirty in this big old gzy
that should sld it out # what we ain’t
even got to call them out New York Baby


M C might pellot bust down AP this Eric
not Elliot she don’t even want the bag
if I don’t Kell put her in a uber you
ain’t got it but I Bulletproof the truck


I’m on the how they going shoot me and
my little they go I’m guci they
cat a St get a stain on these gu and I
got some J stying


screaming just B A took the roof off I’m
the one that’s always doing number two
on you on them hard need St off
m is the Kine diamonds look like pool


water Harlem’s new Porter they alpos for
the door they change like loose quarters
I don’t need a stylist cuz I’m always
styling get Fly myself autopilot might


spend a fortune on the watch just a
waste some time only rock it once it’s
what I call a waste of time back of the
May dri in the illst fashion blowing


smoke spilling ashes on the illst fabric
you think my diamond is taking pictures
how them flashing and my green
on point Cactus long way from Dirty


mattress we in a different bracket why
you waiting for taxes I’m paying my
taxes 20 bags as I leave out the sax F
we don’t ask what it cost we just grab


no more running from the D trying
to hop the fence but still got them
sticks for trying to Blitz M ship
like a rocket ship they popping we


dropping get soued up and turn the
lobster bit she love that ghetto dick
but if she want to me she going to need a
membership ghetto  with exquisite


taste my Park the rap outside the
Chick-fil-A B King I was destined for
royalty on them man out of
toilet trees me and your we’ve


been introduced forly now she want to
spoil me orally sortly trip sick need
quarantine rich attitude we are
not compatible

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