Hood Guy

[Rasaq]
Ay, ay
I'm not a good guy, I'mma hood guy
Get ya hair cooked fry, chook pie
Good bye, and if I rap that besides the point
Bout to take a nine and point, put a slug beside ya joint
The size of a coin, inside of ya groin
Have that boi on the ground, tryna find his loins
And boing, we bouncin' like the bunny hop
Twenties hop, niggas stay lookin' money drops
I got a Mondays watch, Tuesdays bracelet
And the list goes all the way to Sunday, biotch
Million dollar man like Ted DiBiase
Get head from Beyonce, my bread is my fiance
And I told her I don't got Jigga's dollars
But I'm that nigga holla, take this dick and swallow
Ay, no disrespect little mama
But this is my persona, make broads pause like I come to a comma
Make lost pause when they come to the corner
The block so hot, it's like they come to a sauna
Nigga, ay I'm from where the niggas crawl to get out
Shoot a ball to get out, grow 6'6 tall to get out
Go to jail, and collect call to get out
Fight they way out, till they arms will give out
Nigga, ay ay pass me any beat
My flow is like a hood rat, I'm nasty in these streets
Glassy in these teeth, lookin' flashy on this beat
I'm graspin' on the heat, ay catch me on the creep
In the car top down, like it's showin' it's cleavage
I'm married to my foreign, but no one believes it
Believe it, Rasaq on the block