Lyrics Hoodlife - Conejo

Scarface 2 homie
Feeling good than a muthafucker (Haha)
Been all up in the midwest
Been all up in the east coast, dirty south (yeah)
But right now we touching down in los angeles
I got my boy Ernie G on the ones and 2's
Its a high caliber exclusive
Scarface 2 the mixtape

Been on the run for a minute
But still I did it
And every time I spit it
I know you hearing
The bitches cheering
Small waist no panties
All I do is catch cases
I don't get no grammys
Them STS caddy's
Drive me to the hood
Where the Dukes stay posted
28th were they stood
Lets get some food
From Pete Burgers and shit
Then maybe got to the village
And catch a flick
Homie white girl's thick
She a USC student
I'm in the parking lot bumping
And the hoe was grooving
I'm disapproving
Of all you weak ass suckas
Ain't even from a barrio
Trying to rock some chuckers
Muthafuckers
I know you loving my slang
Call me Scarface 2
From that notorious gang
They like damn
Homie back again
Get a joint get a 40
I suggest you attend

This the hoodlife
This the hoodlife
This the hoodlife
This the hoodlife

I hang tough on the block
With the muthafucken killers
But I rather make some money
With the neighborhood dealers
They feel us
Across the whole south west
And just like me
They got some tats on they chest
Chino G - Midget Loco
Homie Spanky and Snipes
Ese all up in the kitchen
And they cooking it right
It sound tite
And the movement strong
Let me stop for a second
Take a hit from the bong
And this for the raza
But I ain't Frost
Homie big C-Loco
The criminal boss
You get tossed
You some studio gangsters
We just left the club
With some female dancers
Know the answers
To the questions you ask
Ese why I'm so dope
Why your ass so wack
Fall back
You ain't got no stacks
All the riders on my team
Stay strapped with macs

This the hoodlife