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Hood Shit - Joey Trap
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Hood Shit Joey Trap

Hood Shit - Joey Trap
[Intro]
Aye, Plugg
Aye, Plugg, drop that shit

[Verse 1]
Man I came in this bitch and I came in hot
Got the dope make a fiend, prolly Millie rock
I was just 17 chillin' on the block
If she say she In love she a silly thot
Man, I used to be grinding, just selling grams
Ain't no wallet, my pockets got rubber bands
Don't got friends, we not cool if you not my fam
Now there's fur on my coat like I'm Killa Cam
I'm in my bag, the busiest
Look at my Rollie, the chilliest
She giving top, the silliest
On that Ducati, I wheelie it
I think someone left my stove on
Bro, what the fuck?
'Member used to take the bus home
Now it's Audi trucks
Used to Uber bitches home
As soon as they ain't wanna suck
But we got one thing in common
We ain't never give a fuck
Look, in my hood there's robbers, killers dealers and the dope fiends
Bro sell molly, coke and OxyContin with the codeine
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