
Beezy E Doe Boy & Kenny Beats
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[Intro: Doe Boy & KEY!]
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
Beezy
Woah, Kenny!
[Chorus]
Slidin' through the hood in my new ghost
I'm fucking a bitch, I'm cuffing a hoe
Went on the block to check the trap
Young n****s outside tryna sell me a MAC (let's go)
A car pulled up, who can it be?
Pussy ass opp tryna slide on me
He rolled down the window and he started to say (started to say)
Who couldn't say shit I shot him dead in the face (let's go)
[Verse 1]
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be on [?] Ave. soon
I gotta grab my gun before my day begin
'Cause I need it when I kick it with my thug ass friends
Got a .50 in his clip, he think he slidin' down this bitch
Think he slidin', must ain't never thought 'bout dyin' 'round this bitch
I was twelve years old tryna ride for the clique
I just told your hoe I loved her, I was lyin' to your bitch (oh, really?)
You can't ask about no Beezy, they will tell you he blow
Cops question 'bout a murder, yeah, they swear I know
Young n***a on the block tryna sell me a pole
Lil Mike J tryna sell a gun he just stole
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
Beezy
Woah, Kenny!
[Chorus]
Slidin' through the hood in my new ghost
I'm fucking a bitch, I'm cuffing a hoe
Went on the block to check the trap
Young n****s outside tryna sell me a MAC (let's go)
A car pulled up, who can it be?
Pussy ass opp tryna slide on me
He rolled down the window and he started to say (started to say)
Who couldn't say shit I shot him dead in the face (let's go)
[Verse 1]
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be on [?] Ave. soon
I gotta grab my gun before my day begin
'Cause I need it when I kick it with my thug ass friends
Got a .50 in his clip, he think he slidin' down this bitch
Think he slidin', must ain't never thought 'bout dyin' 'round this bitch
I was twelve years old tryna ride for the clique
I just told your hoe I loved her, I was lyin' to your bitch (oh, really?)
You can't ask about no Beezy, they will tell you he blow
Cops question 'bout a murder, yeah, they swear I know
Young n***a on the block tryna sell me a pole
Lil Mike J tryna sell a gun he just stole
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