Hoodie

[Verse 1]
When shit hit the fan you gon' see who ride
Lot of niggas not gon' slide
Up in the war it's do or die
X done died, made his mother cry
Just for tryna be one of the guys, when in the fuck they gon' slide?
Everyday post in the gram, that shit lies
They tryna ball out for Nu, like that nigga just died
He tried to run, niggas know what I do
Bro passed it off, so I went for the 'oot
They want me stop talkin' this hot shit, I'm tryna flock shit every time that I bend through
Bro in my ear tellin' me "TP", I'm tryna slide for the Petey
If I miss then I go for the repeat
Opps beat on bitches, they catchin' DV's
They ain't tryna catch no Petey's
Kreep, Kreep Kreep
He caught a face shot, but got it covered up
Charlie dead, I guess that his luck was up
Opp thots and they can't get enough of us, 'cause they know that the opps not tough as us
Bro said I'm the face, so why I keep on spinnin'?
Think about B every time that I'm grinchin'

[Chorus]
Thirty in his hoodie, movin' like I'm Boogie
We catch a Ripk we send him up to Tookie
48 him, actin' like the bro's booked me
We could go up the block or go down, nigga
I ain't gon' lie, I never cared
Word to bro nigga I was never scared
Nigga walked in the block and show 'em I'ma flare
48 him and just go for the dap, after that you gon' hear is the clap
He tried to run and got hit by the Makk
I ain't talkin' religion, but I'll catch a kill for lil' Christian
I could name multiple scenes every time they was dippin'
Lil' bitch in my ear, she keep bitchin'
Ion' even know why the fuck she keep trippin', like
I ain't the one that's out here trickin'
I keep on robbin' niggas like I'm Dino
Throw that ass back, baby show me you a freak hoe
You know she gone broke when she sippin' Tito's
On the gang that could never be me though
I'm tryna flick and just go out to eat bro

[Verse 2]
We catch a opp, we gon' celebrate
Bro start to pray like he meditate
Ion' even remember the last time the opps even did anything
I keep on buggin' tryna catch me a kill, why? 'Cause bro done died in the field
If you don't wanna go, you could ask me I will
Tried to roll dice, but the trey couldn't save him
He rolled a deuce-deuce, that's when we baked him
Oh he the Hat? Then we take off the brim
He got hit in his legs, then we took off his limbs

[Verse 3]
Kreep, Kreep, Kreep, Kreep Kreep
You forgot what I did for this shit?
War time, you know I live for this shit
Frontline, I'm tryna catch one again
If I catch me a B, the whole gang gon' jack it
Half them niggas ain't wanna come wit' me
Walk down, I'm tryna catch more than three
Bro too geeked, he might smoke then a puffy
No more yellin' out "Free Duffy"
We tryna fuck on they hoes, they don't even care that we smokin' they bro's
Sharin' her location, that's gon' give her my lo'
She try any funny shit, she get smacked wit' the pole
Find a new plug then we robbin' the old one, like, I don't ever want you think we was bro's

[Chorus]
Thirty in his hoodie, movin' like I'm Boogie
We catch a Ripk we send him up to Tookie
48 him, actin' like the bro's booked me
We could go up the block or go down, nigga
I ain't gon' lie, I never cared
Word to bro nigga I was never scared
Nigga walked in the block and show 'em I'ma flare
48 him and just go for the dap, after that you gon' hear is the clap
He tried to run and got hit by the Makk
I ain't talkin' religion, but I'll catch a kill for lil' Christian
I could name multiple scenes every time they was dippin'
Lil' bitch in my ear, she keep bitchin'
Ion' even know why the fuck she keep trippin', like
I ain't the one that's out here trickin'
I keep on robbin' niggas like I'm Dino
Throw that ass back, baby show me you a freak hoe
You know she gone broke when she sippin' Tito's
On the gang that could never be me though
I'm tryna flick and just go out to eat bro