Текст песни Pants Hang Low - Plies
Aye,
man,
muthafucka
just
told
me
to
pull
my
pants
up
homie
(What?)
Pull
my
pants
up,
I
went
up
to
that
muthafucka
And
told
him
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
this
how
shit
go
(I'm
from
the
hood)
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
So,
you
better
not
play
with
my
dough
'Cause
if
you
do,
4,
4 (4,
4)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
I
let
my
pants
my
pants,
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
I'm
from
the
home
of
goon,
city
of
the
choppas
You
ain't
'bout
that
life,
you
ain't
want
no
problems
If
you
sweet
and
you
know
it,
fuck
it
gone
rob
ya
Want
straight
yappas,
fuck
with
no
revolvers
Real
street
nigga,
need
a
real
good
lawyer
Last
two
cases,
bought
four
charges
In
the
hood,
couple
rules
that
you
must
follow
If
you
don't
then,
slugs'a
be
in
your
body
Want
my
paper,
get
my
shawty
Hustle
all
day,
try
to
ride
big
body
Been
with
three
dope
boys,
hood
call
'em
garbage
Will
I
still
fuck'a,
I
don't
know,
yeah,
prolly
Just
a
hood
nigga
with
a
lot
of
swag
shawty
Who
I
hang
with
the
most,
prolly
my
40
Been
labeled
a
goon,
that's
what
the
hood
call
me
Stay
in
the
hood,
'til
I
die
homie,
that's
regardless
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
this
how
shit
go
(I'm
from
the
hood)
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
So,
you
better
not
play
with
my
dough
'Cause
if
you
do,
4,
4 (4,
4)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
I
let
my
pants,
my
pants,
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
Say
I'm
too
hood,
I
might
be
Don't
give
a
damn
what
you
think
about
me
Say
I'ma
goon,
that's
me
Don't
give
a
damn
what
you
think
about
me,
nigga
This
where
you
find
the
most
snitches,
and
most
guns
Go
four
little
parnters
right
now,
on
the
run
Half
of
the
city
fellas
supposed
to
have
got
warned
Guns
stay
swole
every
first
of
the
month
If
you
ain't
got
5,
you
better
not
stunt
Hood
cut
throat,
can't
even
front
Bentley
alright,
get
more
attention
than
the
donk
No
shirt,
pants
saggin'
with
big
charm
If
it
ain't
top
of
the
line,
I
don't
want
that
blunt
Geeked
in
this
trap,
come
through
the
front
Jack
boys
ridin',
tryna
find
what
they
want
Ball
last
night,
4 g's
what
I
spun
Before
you
fuckin'
wit
me,
better
take
his
lunch
'Cause,
if
you
get
behind
me,
then
I'm
gon'
punch
554's
under
the
hood,
will
run
'Cause
I'm
from
the
hood,
and
this
is
how
it
done
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
this
how
shit
go
(I'm
from
the
hood)
I
let
my
pants
(my
pants)
hang
low
(hang
low)
So,
you
better
not
play
with
my
dough
'Cause
if
you
do,
4,
4 (4,
4)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
I
let
my
pants
my
pants,
hang
low
(hang
low)
I'm
from
the
hood
and
that's
how
shit
go
Say
I'm
too
hood,
I
might
be
Don't
give
a
damn
what
you
think
about
me
Say
I'ma
goon,
that's
me
Don't
give
a
damn
what
you
think
about
me,
nigga
Yeah,
ladies
and
gentlemen
You're
now
listenin'
to
the
ghetto
music
And,
this
being
supplied
to
you
by
the
realest
in
charge
Plies,
and
the
dude
freggy
fresh,
yeah
Good
night
ya'll
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