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Out The Hood Lyrics


Gunna Out The Hood

[Intro]
Run that back, Turbo

[Chorus]
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f..ck these niggas who hate me

[Verse 1]
I'm a shining star, keep a bodyguard
Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport (Skrrt)
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores (Nah)
Rolex, no Michael Kors
Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course (Golf course)
Hittin' it off of the slam, and ball in the rim when I score
Smoke a lot of grams, you would've thought I knew a grower
Sip more than an ounce, I never imagined what I'd pour
Don't know the amount

[Chorus]
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f..ck these niggas who hate me
[Verse 2]
I'ma give 'em hell (Hell)
Shamu, you a whale (Whale)
Pay my nigga bail (My nigga bail)
My new bitch fine as hell (Fine)
Cocaine polish on her nails (On God)
One of a kind for real (Real)
Got her on exotic smell (On exotic smell)
Bitch, you up like shell
But that AP time gon' tell (On God)
Send a bale in the mail (Mail)
Damn, we slick and slimey like jail (Slime)
We ain't takin' no L (Slatt)
Nigga better not cross our trail (Slatt)
It get hotter than Hell (Hell)
Might dye my dreads blonde like Odell (Odell)
And take up the sales

[Chorus]
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f..ck these niggas who hate me


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