Songtekst:
For the streets, y'all
Bang it in the clubs, y'all
[ VERSE 1: Skoob ]
Aiyo, I kiggedy-came back cause my fans was callin
My Lower East Side boriquas to Spanish Harlem
My squad is sick, giggedy-got a squad of chicks
That'll rob a chick (for what) for her Prada shit
In the hood crackfiends keep my Ordo clean
I'll turn a room full of dykes to a porno scene
Henny and Coke, nah, higgedy-Henny and smoke
I don't love her, throw a rubber on the jimmy and stroke
My game tight like Dreamcast
Half these niggas never seen cash
Half my street team tryin clean cash
I play the hood in a tinted down dark somethin
We finish it, now who the fuck want start somethin?
You fuckin with the unfuckable, untouchable
Get this cash, what's my last name? A Huxtable
Fuck a Rolls, give me a 5 and I'm good
This ain't a sit-com, my dogs tryin to survive in the hood
[ CHORUS ]
Yo yo, all my honeys, if you love hip-hop
Get money if you love hip-hop
Yeah, show your titties if you love hip-hop
(Cause we them bitches, what?)
Yo yo, all my dogs, if you love hip-hop
Yeah, make money if you love hip-hop
Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
Cause we them niggas
[ VERSE 2: Dray ]
You miggedy-might know the kid, I'm from around the way
I stay on the go and smoke a pound a day
It's Dray, I lock it down like it 'posed to be
And ain't niggedy-none of y'all comin close to me
I run through, 1-2, criggedy-crush the scene
Now look, all the chicks riggedy-rush the team
To get it on with the mack, on in the back
Hit the studio and get it on with the track
Then I run around like I own the town
Own the crown, yo Boogie Bang, hold me down
See, I'm from the streets where the hustlers play
Police come through and we ain't got nothin to say
From Jersey, dunn, piggedy-pack a dirty gun
Underneath the miggedy-Marbury jersey, dunn
It's one for all, bust rhymes, guns and all
It's Diggy-Das, no doubt, we the ones to call
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Skoob ]
Yo yo, you know how I get when I'm in the club
I'm linin up every dime in the club and tryin to get love
I'm buyin em bub' at the bar unfoldin my stack
Committed hoodrat holdin my gat
She only speak through the hole in my gat
Put a hole in your face, try and run, she put a hole in your back
Either or, it don't matter, liggedy-lemonhead chickenhead
She leave a nigga dead, BK to ??????
[ Dray ]
I give her bread but she better bring the change back (don't play)
I'm from the hood and ain't never gonna change that (no way)
You know my steez, blow my trees
I riggedy-rep that shit cause I know mamis
That don't play, spend cash and ball
And piggedy-puff hydro and blaze hash and all
I like my drinks strong, my cigar Cuban
Biggedy-by now you know how the god's groovin
Come on
[ CHORUS ]
Bang it in the clubs, y'all
[ VERSE 1: Skoob ]
Aiyo, I kiggedy-came back cause my fans was callin
My Lower East Side boriquas to Spanish Harlem
My squad is sick, giggedy-got a squad of chicks
That'll rob a chick (for what) for her Prada shit
In the hood crackfiends keep my Ordo clean
I'll turn a room full of dykes to a porno scene
Henny and Coke, nah, higgedy-Henny and smoke
I don't love her, throw a rubber on the jimmy and stroke
My game tight like Dreamcast
Half these niggas never seen cash
Half my street team tryin clean cash
I play the hood in a tinted down dark somethin
We finish it, now who the fuck want start somethin?
You fuckin with the unfuckable, untouchable
Get this cash, what's my last name? A Huxtable
Fuck a Rolls, give me a 5 and I'm good
This ain't a sit-com, my dogs tryin to survive in the hood
[ CHORUS ]
Yo yo, all my honeys, if you love hip-hop
Get money if you love hip-hop
Yeah, show your titties if you love hip-hop
(Cause we them bitches, what?)
Yo yo, all my dogs, if you love hip-hop
Yeah, make money if you love hip-hop
Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
Cause we them niggas
[ VERSE 2: Dray ]
You miggedy-might know the kid, I'm from around the way
I stay on the go and smoke a pound a day
It's Dray, I lock it down like it 'posed to be
And ain't niggedy-none of y'all comin close to me
I run through, 1-2, criggedy-crush the scene
Now look, all the chicks riggedy-rush the team
To get it on with the mack, on in the back
Hit the studio and get it on with the track
Then I run around like I own the town
Own the crown, yo Boogie Bang, hold me down
See, I'm from the streets where the hustlers play
Police come through and we ain't got nothin to say
From Jersey, dunn, piggedy-pack a dirty gun
Underneath the miggedy-Marbury jersey, dunn
It's one for all, bust rhymes, guns and all
It's Diggy-Das, no doubt, we the ones to call
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Skoob ]
Yo yo, you know how I get when I'm in the club
I'm linin up every dime in the club and tryin to get love
I'm buyin em bub' at the bar unfoldin my stack
Committed hoodrat holdin my gat
She only speak through the hole in my gat
Put a hole in your face, try and run, she put a hole in your back
Either or, it don't matter, liggedy-lemonhead chickenhead
She leave a nigga dead, BK to ??????
[ Dray ]
I give her bread but she better bring the change back (don't play)
I'm from the hood and ain't never gonna change that (no way)
You know my steez, blow my trees
I riggedy-rep that shit cause I know mamis
That don't play, spend cash and ball
And piggedy-puff hydro and blaze hash and all
I like my drinks strong, my cigar Cuban
Biggedy-by now you know how the god's groovin
Come on
[ CHORUS ]
