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Hood Love - текст песни



Hood Love


(feat. Rashida)



Is there nothing in this world, that you love enough?

that you would kill for?



[Verse 1]

My low gold on your chest

Right about your breast

Aint nothing realer in this world then a thugs currest

May god bless every thing your hands can touch

I feel you, like the haze rolled up in the dutch

Cuz you straight like henny in a plast cup

And you will clap a fed if they tried to bag me up

Even war with the D's if they snatch me up

You so tight, plus u keep it real as fuck

You my soul mate, never worry bout other men

My heart was numb, taught a thug how to love again

Your my homie level friend in this love affair never end

Mommy I never break and baby I never end

I give my life and my soul to breathe

You would rather see me live and we raise these seeds

I was lost till you came in my time of need

As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed



[Chorus]



[Verse 2: Rashida]

Your the love of my life

No matter what we go through this time

Imma' stand by you so strong

I'm not going no where, imma hold on



[Verse 3: Tragedy]

Yo

I love you like a CR date when Niggaz max out

That's why I stay on my grind, never assed out

You realer then these fake thugs when you mash out

The stash house making love till we pass out

[?] girl and i feel you like every borough

I know it's real cuz your movement is so through

You so gully, you funky like blood money

Baby nines' in your coach bag, red buggy

You style out when gizzard heads in my face

Gangsta, you a lady cuz you stay in your place

I respect that, ups and downs we had our set backs

My baby's moms wilin out I had to dead that

Remember times I was flat broke no joke

Young when we met, both our mothers shot dope

The hoods in us, through it all gods with us

you a female version of me thats why its good with us



[Chorus: till fade]



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