Текст песни Hoodiez - Willie D feat. Scarface, Propain, D. Boi

I got my hoodie on x10
I got my hoodie on, they don't like that
They don't like that, they checking out my tats
Just 'cause my pants sag, sometimes I wear my flag
I think they jealous of me, them suckers hate my swag

Willie D:
I got my hoodie on I ain't did nothing wrong
I was walking from the store trying to get back home
I was on the phone talking to my girl
Next thing I know I'm being attacked he using racial slurs
He pulled up in his truck next to me slow
I didn't know if he was a killer or a pedo
He hopped out his ride he had that killer look
I thought about the Atlanta child murders and booked
I had him sfor a minute but damn I could lose him
He shot me in the chest and the blood just started oozing
Daddy starting to trip 'cause still ain't came home (b)
Mama please forgive I tried to hang on
He said I came at him he said I looked suspicious
Dude is lying on me that man a straight
Don't let him get away keep up the pressure
I'm in heaven praying for all of y'all and guess what

Scarface;
I wish you would call yourself trying to check me
I'm in whoever hood and y'all are gon respect me
I am a Geto Boy for real you get your ass got
For asking me questions and you a neighborhood watch
You took a shot and killed a kid
You got to pay for what you did
It ain't no justice, it is just this
We seek protection for our children from this mess here

Okay, okay, okay
Trill nigga that's evident
I rep the hood but intelligent
But you telling him with this hoodie on
I ain't safe around my own resident
I'm in my old school bumping UGK
Candy paint moving through the lanes
Coming down as the grooves swing
Laws pull a nigga over like man what it do today
Grinding trying to see success
My pants sag so I'm a suspect
Respect in peace Trayvon Martin
It's time to stand up we had enough stress
This for every hood, every block
Time to make the world recognize
By any means like Malcolm X
The revolution 'bout to be televised

D Boi:
Got my hoodie on and it's like that
I'm white cat and I fight
So I squabble and pummel these racists blue collars
And let the neighborhood watch that
Willie D that's my dude but if he shot me in the chest today
He'd be locked up on the spot no bond with the key thrown away
Say, fair is fair and wrong is wrong
That's why D Boi hopped on the song
Who's more suspicious, a kid with Skittles or a man with a firearm
Dawg a broken nose let's be realistic
You was on the hunt for another statistic
You know that kid was defenseless
So miss me with that self-defense shit

Willie D:
You can miss me - with the dumb shit
I'ma stand my ground I'ma let the gun click
We want justice and that's what's up
You wont sweep this under the rug
'Cause we'll tear this mother fucker up
Justice Department handle up
The reason everybody standing up
That could've been any one of us
I'ma Fifth Ward cat to the bone
H-town till the good Lord take me home
Them cowards looking for a easy target
They don't wanna see them boys live off of Market
Or Collingsworth, Homestead Little York, Scott or Griggs
West Belford, MLK
Geraldo Rivera shut your face
Sanford Police check yourself
Fox News go to hell
Rush Limbaugh you can eat the pickle
Yeah I said ole fat ass nigga