Текст песни Stay Hood - lil wayne , Waka Flocka Flame
I'mma
stay
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Yeah
– 'til
the
day
that
I
die
I'mma
twist
this
weed,
my
nigga,
let's
get
high
Yeah...
I
said
I'mma
stay
motherfuckin'
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Phantom,
ghost,
no
wheels,
nigga,
that's
just
how
I
ride
I
come
from
the
hood
where
you
don't
testify
Take
murder
with
no
tears
off
in
your
fuckin'
eyes
All
my
niggas
ride,
where
I
come
from,
ain't
gon'
feel
ones,
nigga
Fuck
you
thinkin'?
Have
a
fuck
boy
Pacquiao
plankin'
'Til
the
loud
got
plain,
too,
drinkin'
50K
for
a
show,
no
poppin'
Spit
izzle
to
a
dumb
bitch
ears
Broke
niggas
can't
talk
like
this
Rolex
on
my
main
bitch
wrist
Blood
bottoms
on
a
young
nigga
boots
Looks
like
I
just
stomped
a
nigga
out
Get
your
man
down,
nigga,
lights
out
Shoot
at
your
ass
with
that
mouthin'
about
He
ain't
talk
no
more,
what's
happening?
Outside
your
mama
house,
what's
crackin'?
Poppin'
mollies
like
Tylenols
and
Aspirin
Geeked
up,
pull
up,
hyena
laughin'
Them
boys
ain't
real,
stop
actin'
like
us
In
the
squad,
I
bust,
get
cheese
like
crust
I'm
the
only
motherfucker
that
I
really
trust
In
a
bad
bitch's
guts
– always
Countin'
money
like
always
Gettin'
money
from
three-ways
I
could
never,
ever
see
no
rainy
days
I'mma
stay
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Yeah
– 'til
the
day
that
I
die
I'mma
twist
this
weed,
my
nigga,
let's
get
high
Yeah...
I
said
I'mma
stay
motherfuckin'
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Phantom,
ghost,
no
wheels,
nigga,
that's
just
how
I
ride
I
come
from
the
hood
where
you
don't
testify
Take
murder
with
no
tears
off
in
your
fuckin'
eyes
Hollygrove
in
this
motherfucker
I'm
tired
of
all
these
big
niggas
These
motherfuckers
like
Robitussin
I'm
rollin'
up
with
my
bitch,
nigga
As
a
matter
of
fact,
she
roll
it
for
me
Swisher
Sweets,
swish,
nigga
Hit
that
shit
like
an
open
jumper
Rest
in
peace
Lil'
Beezy
I
wish
my
nigga
could
see
me
now
Motherfuckers
better
king
me
I'mma
walk
around
wearin'
Jesus'
crown
These
niggas
just
pussy
I'mma
let
that
chopper
eat
'em
out
Dead
body
in
the
bushes
Well
that's
a
bush
you
don't
beat
around
Beat
your
ass
with
my
skateboard
Weed
loud
like
you
make
noise
I'm
on
them
trees
like
Akon
My
cellphone
goin'
napalm
Guns
sound
like
bass
drums
Young
Money,
drum
section
Psycho...
ward,
nigga
– 1-7,
Tunechi!
I'mma
stay
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Yeah
– 'til
the
day
that
I
die
I'mma
twist
this
weed,
my
nigga,
let's
get
high
Yeah...
I
said
I'mma
stay
motherfuckin'
'hood
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Phantom,
ghost,
no
wheels,
nigga,
that's
just
how
I
ride
I
come
from
the
hood
where
you
don't
testify
Take
murder
with
no
tears
off
in
your
fuckin'
eyes
YEAH
Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.