Hood Trophy

By 4Dave

Released on January 24, 2022

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All these blues in my pocket got me feeling like bluefaces

White presidents inside of my pocket, who racist

Nigga you can hit that girl on special occasions

Nigga I can hit her anytime any places

I’m a kill a opp nigga an get a pro bono

Got enough money but I pro bono

Come with football an I’m talking no no

Time to Call the other lawyer, idc pick up the phone

I know a killer down the road an I ain’t seen him in so long

I be praying every night, I be hoping he come home

When I’m praying every night I be shining up my chrome

Cause soon as hе step on the block I’m putting one in his domе

(Oooh)

Ohh shit yeah I know we took a turn now

Let ya mind wonder, think bout how that turned out

Member back in the days an a nigga couldn’t swerve out

Now I hop inside the SRT an hit a burnout

Now I got the baddest bitch ion wanna flirt now

Yo bitch was bad then but now she hurt now

Some niggas tried to break in look how that worked out

Them police came we had they bodies in the dirt now

Numbers 1 an 2 them niggas took a dirt nap

Numbers 3 and 4 them niggas took a hurt nap

An that number 5 that nigga took a perk nap

Number 6 thought he was Julius an took a work nap

An ima stop rapping so fast before I burnout

I make them wet bitches y’all niggas bring them turds out

If you a real a nigga come on let’s talk with words now

Ohh you a bitch straight to your soul, I’m taking yours now

An I ain’t been out the country but I’m up in Paris house

I know that Paris taste good but I’m up in Paris mouth

Aye what’s that movie Queen Latifah made wit paramount

You talking bout bringing down the house, nah I’m bout to tear it down

In my mind I’m already dripping wit carrots now

In my mind I’m already pushing Mclearens Out

In my mind I got money stacking like stairs now

She ask me do I want the fit bitch ima wear it out

Aye, yeah she ask do I want the fit bitch ima wear it out

This girl was coming on fingers in a clear amount

You ask me do she drink her water, I don’t have a doubt

I like my bitches stupid thick with a lot of mouth

Like Come here baby come here baby, bring that potty mouth

I kilt that pussy from back how she was whining

I had to go jail but nigga I ended up bonding out

I tried to hide it from my bitch she end up finding out

I think she friends with the devil, she on that timing now

I still remember the windows I use to climb up out

But truth be told that’s not something I’m bout to rhyme about

Back to the basic, you know these niggas they be lying now

I seen that pressure caught that shit an I apply it now

You the type to take a girl an you gone fly her out