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Hood Anthem Lyrics


Yungeen Ace Hood Anthem

[Intro]
Oh yeah, aye
Wait, what I bout to say?
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
I be really in them streets, I'm an [?]
Bitch I pay a [?], rest in peace Magnolia
You can't come around, bitch, If I don't know ya
If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya
I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches
Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses
That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute
You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley?

[Verse 1]
Even though I'm Stevie Wonder, bitch, I wouldn't wanna see ya
And that nigga broke, uh-uh, wouldn't wanna be ya
Michael Jackson, my diamonds dancin', but my money Dirty Diana
Bitch, I still be in them streets, I catch a body in them Alexanders
Project baby, snotty nose sayin' nothin' I can't handle
ATK, they droppin' bodies, that's the Hood Anthem
I be deep up in that pussy, I got plenty stamina
I got that slang when I talk, my teacher say I need to fix my grammar

[Chorus]
I be really in them streets, I'm an [?]
Bitch I pay a [?], rest in peace Magnolia
You can't come around, bitch, If I don't know ya
If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya
I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches
Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses
That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute
You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley?

[Verse 2]
If I want it, I'ma take it, I'ma run up on ya
Get that bitch, I'm shootin' next time, I ain't warnin' ya
My trap be jumpin' out the gym, I guess we got the formula
When I be f..ckin', she around my balls, I guess it make me hornier
Jump on the plane, I take a flight all the way to California
Trip up in the Benz, I hit the gas, I just be road runnin'
I put a bag on the opps head, bitch, I got plenty money
That nigga died face to face, he can say he seen it comin'

[Chorus]
I be really in them streets, I'm an [?]
Bitch I pay a [?], rest in peace Magnolia
You can't come around, bitch, If I don't know ya
If I want it, I'ma take it, I'll run up on ya
I'm a Melvin Baby, came from straight up out them trenches
Ho can't play me dumb like I got them love senses
That nigga askin' for his ho, I ain't seen his bitch up in a minute
You rather cry up in that Honda, or cry up in this Bentley?

[Outro]
Oh, this Bentley
You rather cry up in that Honda or cry up in this Bentley?
If I want it, I'ma run up on ya


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