Put Yo Hood Up

[Intro]
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough? (hell yeah)
Is it, Is it, Is it tough? Is it rough?
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough?
Smoked out Loced out, ridin' with the pistol
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough? (hell yeah)
Is it, Is it, Is it tough? Is it rough?
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough? (hell yeah)
Is it, Is it, Is it tough? Is it rough?

[Verse 1: Southside Hoodlum]
Bitch, I came in on the low (sh-,sh-)
Sippin' drank then I'm gone (bit-,bit-)
Got that dope made of gold
Got my .30 with a pole
I'm up early gettin dough

[Verse 2: Doeman]
Ay bitch, we workin' gettin' dough
Found my purpose and my soul
My little Vato slingin' ice
That means he's workin' in the cold
I fuck with boujee bitches, look not sluts
Look business owners look not bums
And these pussies talkin' reckless
Bitch it's Texas we all got guns

[Verse 3: Southside Hoodlum & Doeman]
(sh-,sh-)
I'm outside til' the day come (sh-,sh-)
Prayin' they gon' say som'
Before Hood and Dodi gon' spray some
Woo Southside boys done came up
Woo from the cradle to the grave cuz
(Smoked out Loced out, ridin' with the pistol)
Never change, when my change up

[Verse 4: Southside Hoodlum]
Bitch, I'm on stressin'
Bitch, I'm on drink I ain't stressin'
Shit I got my-
Potato on my weapon (shi-,shi-)
Bitch you runnin' when we steppin'

[Verse 5: Doeman]
Ay bitch, we mobbin' down in Texas
Got the top bent on my Lexus
Got them swangers on the drop
I bet that DYNA on my necklace

[Verse 6: Southside Hoodlum]
Slidin' in your section
Bounce back, way back, Southside say that
Outsider, way back, we can't go way back
Shit, hole in your wave cap, South
I'm where the wave at, big body bitch Imma swang that
AKs and choppers gon' spray that

[Verse 7: Doeman]
Studied the business and move like a boss does
And they slept on me til' I bossed up
With a hundred Vato's and we all tough
If you cross the line, get your dawg touched
I'm the boss and the orchestrator
Wasn't nothing handed, I had to go in take it
I've been ballin' out like I'm Kobe Laker
Had to show these pussies I'm the fuckin' greatest
Look Machiavelli get the bag steady
Fuck a record deal we get the bag already
Before rap I was the man already
Put a black Benz on them black Pirelli's
Junior high I had four bitches
Now the pockets flushed with the gold digits
Little tight pussy got the gold in it
You ain't movin' like Doe pimpin'
On the gang

[Outro]
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough? (hell yeah)
Is it, Is it, Is it tough? Is it rough?
Put yo hood up
Is it rough? Is it tough?
Smoked out Loced out, ridin' with the pistol