Rollin' Thru My Hood Lyrics
| Song | Rollin' Thru My Hood |
| Artist | Master P |
| Album | 99 Ways to Die |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Master P | |
| Yo kid man, stop the music | |
| Rollin through my, rollin through my hood | |
| This what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| 2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6 | |
| And everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this ************* | |
| Cause she's a **** fiend, she need emphetamine | |
| But i'm the only mother******* with the candy cream | |
| Now the spots hot, here come the cops | |
| The ??????????, it's time to close up shop | |
| Time to move on, brothas on there cellular phones | |
| Talkin to them hoochies, i mean them ding dongs | |
| Cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames | |
| Like master p, lil roy, and big man | |
| Eyes red, dank to the head | |
| I'm not snoop dogg but i feel like lil half dead | |
| Henace with a dab of that gin and juice | |
| Gatorade, but it gotta be 80 proof | |
| So we can remenisce to all the *************s missed | |
| And when i said the ghetto's trying to kill me, feel this | |
| Cause in my hood, it's rest in peace *************rt | |
| And every ************* in they momma done did dirt | |
| Or formed a gang, or even ganged banged | |
| Or slang ****, mother******* it's the same thang | |
| Cause where i'm from you got to watch your back | |
| Cause every ************* in the town got a gat | |
| And these hoes, you can't love em | |
| Even though a mother******* wanta kiss and rub em | |
| Watch your back, cause gats go rat-tat | |
| But mind your own mother******* and it's like that | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through the cuts | |
| Dippin down the alleys of killa cali | |
| Big ed got that top drop cause it's not cloudy | |
| So i roll on, tank-top with my swoll on | |
| Pullin in sun rays that be peepin through the ozone | |
| I like to chill out, hang out | |
| Cause i'm cool, you know big ed is in the mix with the fix | |
| Fool, i seen *************s shakin ivory, hoes shakin asses | |
| But everybody head turn when the coup passes | |
| Who ride, i ride with my 9 hoe | |
| I creep as i crept cause i gotta keep that low pro | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| This *************, i am one | |
| Quick to use that a-k gun | |
| On a mark mother******* who wanta pick a bone | |
| 2 to the dome will do your ass home | |
| Huh, ain't no love in my mother******g hood | |
| Lookin where i'm at, ain't *************t turning all good | |
| We need cash cause it's all about the ******g rent | |
| We get the dice and start rollin on the pavement | |
| That's how it is on the first of every month | |
| Sippin gin, and toking off of blunts | |
| Gettin higher than the sky, don't ask why | |
| Young g's from the hood trying to get by | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| When i'm rollin through my hood | |
| I see alot of factors, alot of actors | |
| But since the money's low, i see alot of jackers | |
| But where i stay at, it be the east to the bay | |
| But what do i be dippin, it be a 6 to a tre | |
| And what do i be strappin, it be a ace to a k | |
| But i don't love them hoes, that's why i never ever play | |
| In the 9-4, i use to sell **** and holla at the ************* | |
| But it's 9-5 so it's all about me trying to get a grip | |
| 14 *************s in a cut tryin to get at the butt but it aint all good | |
| Cause a ************* like set trippin up in my neighborhood | |
| ???? through the cut, i see task hoppin off of the tree | |
| It's all about mine, so it's all about me tryin to get a fee | |
| Can't trust none of these hoes, i leave them hoes at the bus | |
| Cause it's one mother******g thing in this world that you can't trust | |
| It be a *************, cause they a snitch, they get you caught up | |
| In this game, heavy locked up, tore up from the floor up | |
| I seen this *******, these *************s | |
| These *************s all the same | |
| It's a scandel thang, and silkk won't be caught up in this ghetto game | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| I hit the play twice, and then i'm off to a get away | |
| Where i got my *************t hid away in the cut | |
| A personal yaht, i snatch a few sacks | |
| About to hit the track to come up on some scraps | |
| Hit the block sideways, perking, trippin | |
| Swervin, i'm servin the *************t that i made cause it's tight | |
| All night long *************'s hustle for paper | |
| 24-7 *************'s stay on the caper | |
| Gotta get them riches, and you gotta have game yo | |
| Gotta keep lie-lo with them hollow | |
| You see it's still going down | |
| Mother*******s gettin bucked in the town | |
| The silent sound | |
| Never go away, every other day it's another ************* in the game | |
| Straight passed away | |
| And as well as we all know | |
| It's a little bitty city where mother*******s bound to get *************tty | |
| Now when i roll through my spot | |
| I see *************s like broke, with them glocks, 17 shots ************* | |
| Hot *************, pop you *************, and i just bought a 4-5 in the hood | |
| (in the hood, in the hood) | |
| Like that, check it out fool | |
| It's a ghetto thang, ghetto thang, ghetto thang | |
| And if you ain't from the ghetto you wouldn't understand | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i'm rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood |
| zuo ci : Master P | |
| Yo kid man, stop the music | |
| Rollin through my, rollin through my hood | |
| This what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| 2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6 | |
| And everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this | |
| Cause she' s a fiend, she need emphetamine | |
| But i' m the only mother with the candy cream | |
| Now the spots hot, here come the cops | |
| The ??????????, it' s time to close up shop | |
| Time to move on, brothas on there cellular phones | |
| Talkin to them hoochies, i mean them ding dongs | |
| Cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames | |
| Like master p, lil roy, and big man | |
| Eyes red, dank to the head | |
| I' m not snoop dogg but i feel like lil half dead | |
| Henace with a dab of that gin and juice | |
| Gatorade, but it gotta be 80 proof | |
| So we can remenisce to all the s missed | |
| And when i said the ghetto' s trying to kill me, feel this | |
| Cause in my hood, it' s rest in peace rt | |
| And every in they momma done did dirt | |
| Or formed a gang, or even ganged banged | |
| Or slang , mother it' s the same thang | |
| Cause where i' m from you got to watch your back | |
| Cause every in the town got a gat | |
| And these hoes, you can' t love em | |
| Even though a mother wanta kiss and rub em | |
| Watch your back, cause gats go rattat | |
| But mind your own mother and it' s like that | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through the cuts | |
| Dippin down the alleys of killa cali | |
| Big ed got that top drop cause it' s not cloudy | |
| So i roll on, tanktop with my swoll on | |
| Pullin in sun rays that be peepin through the ozone | |
| I like to chill out, hang out | |
| Cause i' m cool, you know big ed is in the mix with the fix | |
| Fool, i seen s shakin ivory, hoes shakin asses | |
| But everybody head turn when the coup passes | |
| Who ride, i ride with my 9 hoe | |
| I creep as i crept cause i gotta keep that low pro | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| This , i am one | |
| Quick to use that ak gun | |
| On a mark mother who wanta pick a bone | |
| 2 to the dome will do your ass home | |
| Huh, ain' t no love in my mother g hood | |
| Lookin where i' m at, ain' t t turning all good | |
| We need cash cause it' s all about the g rent | |
| We get the dice and start rollin on the pavement | |
| That' s how it is on the first of every month | |
| Sippin gin, and toking off of blunts | |
| Gettin higher than the sky, don' t ask why | |
| Young g' s from the hood trying to get by | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| When i' m rollin through my hood | |
| I see alot of factors, alot of actors | |
| But since the money' s low, i see alot of jackers | |
| But where i stay at, it be the east to the bay | |
| But what do i be dippin, it be a 6 to a tre | |
| And what do i be strappin, it be a ace to a k | |
| But i don' t love them hoes, that' s why i never ever play | |
| In the 94, i use to sell and holla at the | |
| But it' s 95 so it' s all about me trying to get a grip | |
| 14 s in a cut tryin to get at the butt but it aint all good | |
| Cause a like set trippin up in my neighborhood | |
| ???? through the cut, i see task hoppin off of the tree | |
| It' s all about mine, so it' s all about me tryin to get a fee | |
| Can' t trust none of these hoes, i leave them hoes at the bus | |
| Cause it' s one mother g thing in this world that you can' t trust | |
| It be a , cause they a snitch, they get you caught up | |
| In this game, heavy locked up, tore up from the floor up | |
| I seen this , these s | |
| These s all the same | |
| It' s a scandel thang, and silkk won' t be caught up in this ghetto game | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| I hit the play twice, and then i' m off to a get away | |
| Where i got my t hid away in the cut | |
| A personal yaht, i snatch a few sacks | |
| About to hit the track to come up on some scraps | |
| Hit the block sideways, perking, trippin | |
| Swervin, i' m servin the t that i made cause it' s tight | |
| All night long ' s hustle for paper | |
| 247 ' s stay on the caper | |
| Gotta get them riches, and you gotta have game yo | |
| Gotta keep lielo with them hollow | |
| You see it' s still going down | |
| Mother s gettin bucked in the town | |
| The silent sound | |
| Never go away, every other day it' s another in the game | |
| Straight passed away | |
| And as well as we all know | |
| It' s a little bitty city where mother s bound to get tty | |
| Now when i roll through my spot | |
| I see s like broke, with them glocks, 17 shots | |
| Hot , pop you , and i just bought a 45 in the hood | |
| in the hood, in the hood | |
| Like that, check it out fool | |
| It' s a ghetto thang, ghetto thang, ghetto thang | |
| And if you ain' t from the ghetto you wouldn' t understand | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood |
| zuò cí : Master P | |
| Yo kid man, stop the music | |
| Rollin through my, rollin through my hood | |
| This what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| 2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6 | |
| And everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this | |
| Cause she' s a fiend, she need emphetamine | |
| But i' m the only mother with the candy cream | |
| Now the spots hot, here come the cops | |
| The ??????????, it' s time to close up shop | |
| Time to move on, brothas on there cellular phones | |
| Talkin to them hoochies, i mean them ding dongs | |
| Cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames | |
| Like master p, lil roy, and big man | |
| Eyes red, dank to the head | |
| I' m not snoop dogg but i feel like lil half dead | |
| Henace with a dab of that gin and juice | |
| Gatorade, but it gotta be 80 proof | |
| So we can remenisce to all the s missed | |
| And when i said the ghetto' s trying to kill me, feel this | |
| Cause in my hood, it' s rest in peace rt | |
| And every in they momma done did dirt | |
| Or formed a gang, or even ganged banged | |
| Or slang , mother it' s the same thang | |
| Cause where i' m from you got to watch your back | |
| Cause every in the town got a gat | |
| And these hoes, you can' t love em | |
| Even though a mother wanta kiss and rub em | |
| Watch your back, cause gats go rattat | |
| But mind your own mother and it' s like that | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through the cuts | |
| Dippin down the alleys of killa cali | |
| Big ed got that top drop cause it' s not cloudy | |
| So i roll on, tanktop with my swoll on | |
| Pullin in sun rays that be peepin through the ozone | |
| I like to chill out, hang out | |
| Cause i' m cool, you know big ed is in the mix with the fix | |
| Fool, i seen s shakin ivory, hoes shakin asses | |
| But everybody head turn when the coup passes | |
| Who ride, i ride with my 9 hoe | |
| I creep as i crept cause i gotta keep that low pro | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| This , i am one | |
| Quick to use that ak gun | |
| On a mark mother who wanta pick a bone | |
| 2 to the dome will do your ass home | |
| Huh, ain' t no love in my mother g hood | |
| Lookin where i' m at, ain' t t turning all good | |
| We need cash cause it' s all about the g rent | |
| We get the dice and start rollin on the pavement | |
| That' s how it is on the first of every month | |
| Sippin gin, and toking off of blunts | |
| Gettin higher than the sky, don' t ask why | |
| Young g' s from the hood trying to get by | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| When i' m rollin through my hood | |
| I see alot of factors, alot of actors | |
| But since the money' s low, i see alot of jackers | |
| But where i stay at, it be the east to the bay | |
| But what do i be dippin, it be a 6 to a tre | |
| And what do i be strappin, it be a ace to a k | |
| But i don' t love them hoes, that' s why i never ever play | |
| In the 94, i use to sell and holla at the | |
| But it' s 95 so it' s all about me trying to get a grip | |
| 14 s in a cut tryin to get at the butt but it aint all good | |
| Cause a like set trippin up in my neighborhood | |
| ???? through the cut, i see task hoppin off of the tree | |
| It' s all about mine, so it' s all about me tryin to get a fee | |
| Can' t trust none of these hoes, i leave them hoes at the bus | |
| Cause it' s one mother g thing in this world that you can' t trust | |
| It be a , cause they a snitch, they get you caught up | |
| In this game, heavy locked up, tore up from the floor up | |
| I seen this , these s | |
| These s all the same | |
| It' s a scandel thang, and silkk won' t be caught up in this ghetto game | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| I hit the play twice, and then i' m off to a get away | |
| Where i got my t hid away in the cut | |
| A personal yaht, i snatch a few sacks | |
| About to hit the track to come up on some scraps | |
| Hit the block sideways, perking, trippin | |
| Swervin, i' m servin the t that i made cause it' s tight | |
| All night long ' s hustle for paper | |
| 247 ' s stay on the caper | |
| Gotta get them riches, and you gotta have game yo | |
| Gotta keep lielo with them hollow | |
| You see it' s still going down | |
| Mother s gettin bucked in the town | |
| The silent sound | |
| Never go away, every other day it' s another in the game | |
| Straight passed away | |
| And as well as we all know | |
| It' s a little bitty city where mother s bound to get tty | |
| Now when i roll through my spot | |
| I see s like broke, with them glocks, 17 shots | |
| Hot , pop you , and i just bought a 45 in the hood | |
| in the hood, in the hood | |
| Like that, check it out fool | |
| It' s a ghetto thang, ghetto thang, ghetto thang | |
| And if you ain' t from the ghetto you wouldn' t understand | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood, rollin through my hood | |
| That is what i see when i' m rollin through my hood | |
| Rollin through my hood |
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