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BOYZ N DA HOOD lyrics : "Felonies"

[HOOK]
Whats up with partner, Where he live, Where he stay at
Where the ice, where the bread, where the cake at?

I'm telling you man you don't want it with dem boyz,
Everyone of them got felonies man!
I'm slap me a ^!$$%, befoe its over with,

I'm rush me a ^!$$%, befoe its over with,
Duct tape me a ^!$$%, befoe its over with,
I'm bust me a ^!$$%, befoe its over with.


[DUKE]
I'm sick & I'm tired of ^!$$%s asking bout mine

If I'm @@#!in that iron, I'm telling you I'm sending them signs
I move fast forward I aint got no button to rewind
I react of instinct I aint stressin no time

I came a long way from peddlin rocks
Block recognized the gansta & he up my stock
Showed me the recipe & other grams I copped

Home ain't a home withoutta arm & hammer box
%#@!, Jeezy just be being on that cell
Got them pre-teen numbers I like, like R.Kelly (I got that work ^!$$%)

Lotta ^!$$%s they be claimin the spot
But we the only ones that still represent it like mascots
So ask not why my attitude is %#@!ty

Step aside why a real ^!$$% move the city, huh
From my block to your block ^!$$%s know me
They know that ole reppin $$# ^!$$%s a O.G.

We use to rock flip-flops, tube socks with gold teeth
& A flip flop crease with gold shoes on all they feet
Please believe we ain't playing no games

But I will take a charge if you try to drive my lane
Plus I gotta donkey dick to drive the broads in sane
I'm a street cat, %#@! you know I'm hard to tame


[HOOK 1x]


[YOUNG JEEZY]
I'm a gansta mutha $#&@a if you ever seen one
Black fitty cap ^!$$% & some Air Force One's

Hey & I'm strapped so dont set trip
.45 hitcha make your whole chest split
Sleepy Brown ^!$$% I cant wait

Fifty grand round my neck like bait
Hey & keep thinking its gravy
Everybody from my hood know Jeezy is crazy

& I ain't playin witcha mother $#&@ers
Shoot both of yall make yall ^!$$%s blood brothers (thats righhht)
& I'm so sincere, I ain't playing witcha ^!$$%s this year

(Hey we gone rob dem Boyz n Da Hood) (*##$ please
I'll kill a mutha $#&@s bout Jody Breeze
Yeah ^!$$% thats the truth, bout Big Dee Big Duke I'll shoot


[HOOK 1x]


[BIG DEE]
I'm telling you man I be rollin on dem corners no Range no necklace man
Range Rover no rims left they neck in da pain

& Put the silencer on the tip professional man
Pressure point blank like a sexual change
& Splitcha head down the middle like a sectional man

Hard blow to hard coat exsposen the four
Even though I tote gun I dont rob no more
Now here I go on the patio with a flat head screwdriver

Prying on the side door in a gat proof suit liner
Calm but I'm wide open they act I'm do something
Quite its going down on em with a Mac 11 two rifle

Pistol, pumps, switch & knives,
Pistol grips, smoked clips, nighsticks & plyers
No myth I'm him $#&@a get hypnotized

Now get killed in da mist we suggest you ride

[HOOK 1x]


[JODY BREEZE]
Well I'm the youngest in the click boy

Try me like a (*##$ & I'll betcha I'll be the first to punch you in ya %#@!
Yall ^!$$%s just talking, yall ^!$$%s aint ready
Yall ^!$$%s dont want none of dis
While yall out spending 100's on your necks
Spending 100's on your wrist, spending 100's on your rims

I'm on da block spending 100's on bricks
Sending 100's to the J gotta 100 more fits
Fake ^!$$%s get killed round here
Its real in the field betta get it how you live
& If not @@#! back bust atcha @@#! suckers mutha $#&@a in fact I will

Cause the ^!$$%s that I roll with & blow dro with
$#&@ hoes with they outta control
Realer in bumpin chevy's with Mac 11's holdin it steady
Ready to put seven off in your belly boy


[HOOK 1x]

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