4kornaz

[Intro]
Hide the bag, with the white
Hide the four, lil frosted flakes
Woadie I getcha, sip that right there

[Chorus]
Four corners and pimpin' big
Creepin' 'cause that's how we be
But my hood ain't your hood
And your hood ain't my hood
[Repeat]

[Verse 1]
Too many fakin' in the game
I ain't rockin' with you folk
I be good on my own
Pimpin' that youlee and flippin' them bones
Woadie you know how it goin'
You been down here, for sure
All my partner bring that smoke
'Fore all you bustas switchin' up (ha-ha-ha)

Who was that, where'd he go
I heard he been flippin' though
Downs that one, double up
Only run from the po-po
I ain't scared of none you motherfuckers
And I ain't lovin' none you hoes
Only bitch I could ever cuff is Princess Loko

Who got cash, who want ice
Boy I bring that to you straight
Pads out bad, winner white
I done bought the Frosted Flakes
All I been had some muffins
All I been had some cake
That be why your bitch scopin'
And that's why your mans hate

[Chorus]
Four corners and pimpin' big
Creepin' 'cause that's how we be
But my hood ain't your hood
And your hood ain't my hood
[Repeat 4 times]

[Verse 2]
How 'bout you tell me who need that
I can swing 'round the corner
You need mollies, you need smack
You need good, I get that for you
'Cause I just care 'bout my pockets
Man them things well fit
What you know 'bout that, ain't nothin'
'Cause you ain't get your own brick

They be hatin' on the Yvncc
But I hear what the fuck is said
I don't give no fuck 'bout that
That no Birdo got his crib
That boy hit you in the leg
And there ain't no place that I ain't packin'
One chopper then you flexin'
But you ain't 'bout beef, you endin'
Best pipe down before the Yvncc come through
And bring the wreckin'