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Lookin for consistency when i be copping cookie. I was the one puttin' Blicks on the block. Name ringing bells, well known in the hood. More 80's than the 80's, nigga, I'm money mention. Discuss the Big Homie From The Hood Lyrics with the community: Citation.
If you ain't sellin dope, then you was broke in the hood. Started talkin shit, wouldn't cha know. These hood bitches give the best head. I wanna spend the checks.
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I went to the park, to get the scoop, knuckleheads out there, cold, shootin' some hoop". Thirty years old, still getting extorted. Main thang, but I change it hard. Type your email here. Mama know i'm hustlin, can't say nothing about it. Yo' lil' bitch, fonem be pounding. I'm the one that makes sure manny 'nem don't want for nothing. We was doing 2 for 15 counter reluctant. So I go to a place where my homeboys chill. Up, put a Glock in his back like a holster. I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon, and just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'. Big homie from the hood lyrics and sheet music. On the shop I see the same old videos on 106 & park.
And lil folks booked for that body, he say, "Send money" and you ain't send it. I'm standing over the kitchen faucet. Big homie from the hood lyrics collection. Get your stunna shades on. Drum Dummie Yeah I'ma stand my own ground, a nigga play with me (Yeah) Sentimental value, never sell the thing you gave to me (On God) Who the king of Macramento? Ay, we just thuggin tryna rap, you a rapper thuggin. This website uses cookies to improve your experience while you navigate through the website.