Текст песни Uh Certified Hood Classic - K-Rob
Open
my
eyes
Thanking
the
lord
for
some
oxygen
Could
complain
But
I
ain't
even
gon'
acknowledge
it
Giving
you
game
Even
when
I
wasn't
on
top
of
it
Done
some
things
Not
ashamed
to
say
I
ain't
proud
of
it
Niggas
so
lame
They
get
caught
up
in
anything
For
monetary
gain
I'm
giving
motherfuckers
scholarships
Cock
sucker
beat
it
I
ain't
into
politics
Buffalo
made
I'm
setting
fire
to
metropolis
Think
shit
sweet
And
get
split
Metropolitan
Wrist
undressed
So
ain't
no
need
to
check
the
time
again
Been
so
depressed
Can't
even
say
I'm
getting
tired
of
it
Keeping
in
mind
I
lost
my
shit
so
bad,
I'm
out
of
it
Stay
out
the
field
You
talking
tough
& get
a
soccer
kick
So
much
rage
I'm
contemplating
On
who
block
to
spin
I
ain't
a
killer
But
never
talk
to
me
like
I'm
a
bitch
I
thought
money's
The
only
thing
that
you
got
to
get
Until
I
seen
that
ownerships
the
real
accomplishment
Spit
out
flame
With
propane
I
ain't
playin
no
games
Pulled
over
And
had
to
see
who
I
was
riding
with
Fell
out
with,
fell
out
with,
& my
mom
and
shit
Ever
since
then
I
made
I
promise
to
myself
Never
trust
no
bitch
And
I
ain't
into
breaking
promises
Out
the
abyss
Rose
from
a
pit
that
was
bottomless
Putting
fire
under
yo
ass
Now
you
a
rocket
ship
This
shit
here
is
for
the
books
No
hook,
toe
tags,
High
class
Might
fuck
around
get
ya
locker
picked
Since
13,
I
had
to
deal
with
a
lot
of
shit
Had
no
friends
But
notepads
And
a
skillset
Placing
yo
bets
Shake
the
regret
Fore
you
drown
in
it
Flip
over
cars
And
leave
scars
from
the
hollow
tips
Niggas
can't
walk
in
my
shoes
Never
done
what
I
can
do
Or
did,
shit
can
you
barely
fit
the
size
of
it
Size
of
em',
Sizing
you
up
Just
like
a
tailor
made
suit
I'm
Unsuitable
If
you
thought
I
wasn't
dominant
I'm
mobbing
bitch
Yeah!
This
is
a
certified
hood
classic
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