Hoody Hoo TRU (Ft. C-Murder, Master P & Silkk the Shocker)
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(Master P)
Don't make me call the dogs (use my ghetto code)
Oh, we got beef? (Hoody Hoo)
I RESPRESENT THE DIRTY SOUTH!!!!
For all my thugs and thugettes out there
TO THE WORLD!!!!
Get rowdy rowdy, bout it bout it! (Where they at?!)
Where the tru thugs at?!
4 or 5 hummers, Burban, Jag for the summer
SS sittin 20's but I ain't no muthafuckin stunna
Grab the gat, where they at, rat-tat-tat-tat
I represent the 3rd ward
You a rookie, I'm a vet, you the captain, I'm the crunch
You got that dinner, I got the lunch, hit the weed, pass the blunts
Your eyes red, you got the munchies
How you like me now, gold teeth when I smile
Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buckwild
(Chorus)
So buckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
(Hoody Hoo!) That's the code for them killas
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
Don't make me call the dogs (use my ghetto code)
Oh, we got beef? (Hoody Hoo)
I RESPRESENT THE DIRTY SOUTH!!!!
For all my thugs and thugettes out there
TO THE WORLD!!!!
Get rowdy rowdy, bout it bout it! (Where they at?!)
Where the tru thugs at?!
4 or 5 hummers, Burban, Jag for the summer
SS sittin 20's but I ain't no muthafuckin stunna
Grab the gat, where they at, rat-tat-tat-tat
I represent the 3rd ward
You a rookie, I'm a vet, you the captain, I'm the crunch
You got that dinner, I got the lunch, hit the weed, pass the blunts
Your eyes red, you got the munchies
How you like me now, gold teeth when I smile
Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buckwild
(Chorus)
So buckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
(Hoody Hoo!) That's the code for them killas
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
(Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)
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