Real Hood Baby lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
YoungBoyBrown, on my kid

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, yeah, real hood baby, yeah
These n*ggas' hoes so shady, yeah
Give it to 'em, real good cadence, yeah
I'm runnin' this sh*t like Patriots, yeah
Runnin' this sh*t like I'm LeBron
Not scary, I'm takin' precaution
We choppin' sh*t down like a dead man
It's a whole bunch of shots, so we dead on
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, whole bunch of hundreds on me, diamonds on me so frozen
No love for these hoes, I hit her one time then I'm done, yeah
n*ggas mad 'cause they ho wanna see me, yes, I'm the one
No, I ain't worryin' 'bout smoke, I'm with Stickbaby the Don

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
Yeah, yeah, I'm a hood baby, hood baby
No, I don't care 'bout your old lady
Yeah, you get smoked 'cause your old lady
I cut that ho off, I got more ladies
Pourin' this red by the four, baby
Yeah, Chanel coat, Chanel kicks
Know I'ma drip on these folks, baby
Yeah, I'm with Lil Menace and my racks attended
Two racks on my shoes, dawg, I got that out the trenches
Snake head on my pendant, it hold it together
I told Lil Gotit, "Hold it together"
These n*ggas try you, shoot it together (Woo)
f*ck forensics, we shoot it up, they know we did it, woo
I just told my lil' b*tch put that pus*y on me, ooh
And my main b*tch mad she can't tell me what to do
All these F&N's and chops, they shootin' like a hoop
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, yeah, real hood baby, yeah
These n*ggas' hoes so shady, yeah
Give it to 'em, real good cadence, yeah
I'm runnin' this sh*t like Patriots, yeah
Runnin' this sh*t like I'm LeBron
Not scary, I'm takin' precaution
We choppin' sh*t down like a dead man
It's a whole bunch of shots, so we dead on
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, whole bunch of hundreds on me, diamonds on me so frozen
No love for these hoes, I hit her one time then I'm done, yeah
n*ggas mad 'cause they ho wanna see me, yes, I'm the one
No, I ain't worryin' 'bout smoke, I'm with Stickbaby the Don

[Verse 2: Stickbaby]
Yeah, yeah, know it's Stickbaby, Stickbaby
I shoot that sh*t up in broad day
n*ggas, they know how I get, baby
No back and forth, know I'ma hit, baby
No back and forth, suck on my di*k, baby
If I headshot a kid, pay the tip, baby
Yeah, I'm with the sh*t (Ooh)
Racks on me right now, b*tch (Ooh)
Get right in that pus*y, b*tch (Ooh)
Beat it up, beat it up
Back up that ass, baby, toot it up
Slimes across, you can't fit in here
Perc' got me itchin', I might need some Benadryl
I went up so these n*ggas fallin' off
Yeah, these racks in the bank, not my house
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, yeah, real hood baby, yeah
These n*ggas' hoes so shady, yeah
Give it to 'em, real good cadence, yeah
I'm runnin' this sh*t like Patriots, yeah
Runnin' this sh*t like I'm LeBron
Not scary, I'm takin' precaution
We choppin' sh*t down like a dead man
It's a whole bunch of shots, so we dead on
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, whole bunch of hundreds on me, diamonds on me so frozen
No love for these hoes, I hit her one time then I'm done, yeah
n*ggas mad 'cause they ho wanna see me, yes, I'm the one
No, I ain't worryin' 'bout smoke, I'm with Stickbaby the Don

[Outro: Lil Keed]
Yeah, racks up in my pants, Chanel trousers
Yeah, clips up on these Glocks, twin towers
I don't wanna talk about it
We givin' smoke about it
Don't wanna talk about it
We givin' smoke
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