Hood Star

Lyfe Jennings, Three 6 Mafia

Yeah, Hypnotize Minds, Jesus wins Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin' down Life is beautiful man But niggas don't respect niggas, you know what I'm sayin? You help a man out just for him to dog you out Niggas don't appreciate shit, fuck 'em all So you crack this weed It's respect that'll cost my nigga Double back through the water if you cross a nigga It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga And get lost my nigga I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star Sixty inches on my Impala Daddy I'm a mother fuckin' gangsta (rah) These niggas wanna be in my shoes, but they feet too small They only yell so I turn to, just to see me fall The new code in the streets, that's used by the phony If you can't beat him, just call the police on him Or hate on him so bad tryna turn the world against him Go in the studio like a hoe make some bullshit and diss him But none of that surprise me I done been through it all 17 years in the game, real game, DJ Paul I done seen the real, I done seen the fake I done seen fake bitches turn real to fake 'Cause hateism is a disease, it's kinda like AIDS They feed you shit for years, and then they send you to your grave So you crack this weed It's respect that'll cost my nigga Double back through the water if you cross a nigga It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga And get lost my nigga I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star Sixty inches on my Impala Daddy I'm a mother fuckin' gangsta (ah) First I'm broke, so I hang out with the rat and roach And still broke, 'cause I'm sleepin' on apartment floors The hood struggle is to get it, got to make the change See every day is like the dark cloud full of rain You wonder why niggas high and they robbin' folks Ain't nothin' to tell you but to pack yo' heat and let it go Them junkies get a fuckin' kick, when they smoke a brick I never seen a drug dealer ever call it quits But get money, make the block pop off (yes sir) Niggas snitchin' man they heads will get chopped off The feds tappin' fool it's dangerous when you hood trappin' So don't get lost in the sauce slingin' cold crack'n So you crack this weed It's respect that'll cost my nigga Double back through the water if you cross a nigga It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga And get lost my nigga I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star Sixty inches on my Impala Daddy I'm a mother fuckin' gangsta (ah) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

Written by: Chester Jennings, Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Willie HutchisonLyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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