In the Hood by LilCJ Kasino (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)
In the Hood by LilCJ Kasino (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

In the Hood

LilCJ Kasino & Hoodrich Pablo Juan * Track #8 On Gang Shit Only 3

In the Hood Lyrics

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & LilCJ Kasino]
Ride in the foreign, I'm smokin’ exotic
Play with that money, I'ma catch me a body
Too many chains when I put on my diamonds
I spend all cash for my truck, it's a Mazi
Hundred round drum on that chopper beside me
Trap out the bando, I’m rockin' Versace
I pull up servin' two bricks of the molly
In the hood with the dope and the money, the violence
Get to the guap, I be stuffin' my pocket
I don't wanna talk, it ain't bout a deposit
I stood on that block, wasn't punchin' no clock man
A young nigga hot, niggas hate that I’m poppin’
I'm pourin’ up wock, so I'm movin' real sloppy
Ain't cuffin no thot, I just want her to top me
We got this shit locked, so them lil niggas copy
Keep me a Glock for the opps tryna stop me

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Bitch I ain’t never had a job
Trap beatin' too hard, I fucked up my doorknob
Hundred thou all blue, it's matching my Goyard
Jump in the whip, it's foreign with push-start
Pull up and drop off the work on the boulevard
Drippin' in designer, your bitch wanna fuck sumn
I can't trick on no bitch with my trap phone
Racks in my pocket, they looking like Big Pun
I got cash money and I got Bitcoin
Whip up the dope, I done fucked up my left arm
Ice on my neck, chain change like a weather storm
Cuban link chokin' my neck and it two-tone
Trappin' that dope and that lean, I got two phones
Pull up in 1'5 with a Vert with no roof on
Bad lil bitch she foreign, she a redbone
Weed loud like I was smokin' through headphones

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & LilCJ Kasino]
Ride in the foreign, I'm smokin' exotic
Play with that money, I'ma catch me a body
Too many chains when I put on my diamonds
I spend all cash for my truck, it's a Mazi
Hundred round drum on that chopper beside me
Trap out the bando, I'm rockin' Versace
I pull up servin' two bricks of the molly
In the hood with the dope and the money, the violence
Get to the guap, I be stuffin' my pocket
I don't wanna talk, it ain't bout a deposit
I stood on that block, wasn't punchin' no clock man
A young nigga hot, niggas hate that I'm poppin'
I'm pourin' up wock, so I'm movin' real sloppy
Ain't cuffin no thot, I just want her to top me
We got this shit locked, so them lil niggas copy
Keep me a Glock for the opps tryna stop me

[Verse 2: LilCJ Kasino]
Kasino Gang, we nationwide like
Ain't duckin' no smoke, my young A nigga Marley
We stay with the pole nigga, know we gon blow
Me and Blo smokin' dope, switching lanes in the Mazi
We know you a hoe and you broke nigga, stop it
If you think that I fucked on your bitch, nigga probably
Day 1 nigga, I cannot switch, bitch I'm sorry
Can't come to the six, all my A niggas wylin'
They say that young nigga that got the sauce and the seasoning
Junkies they feenin', they say that they need it
Trap boomin, the trap nigga make it look easy
Puttin' rocks in my mouth every minute, I'm teasing
Keep runnin' your mouth, it won't be no more breathing
Might run in your house, my new chop got a beam in it
Bitch hold a fifty, lil' nigga don't tempt me
I shoot till it's empty, might wake up the city
I wake up the place on the way to get it
Dope wake up the Js the first minute they hit it
Get guap every day, I don't save it, I spend it
Get shot in your face if you think I ain't with it
We winning
Now niggas hate cause I get to that cake
They broke, and I ain't been that way in a minute
Fuck out my face, all these fuck niggas fake
So I stay with that Draco while I handle my business

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & LilCJ Kasino]
Ride in the foreign, I'm smokin' exotic
Play with that money, I'ma catch me a body
Too many chains when I put on my diamonds
I spend all cash for my truck, it's a Mazi
Hundred round drum on that chopper beside me
Trap out the bando, I'm rockin' Versace
I pull up servin' two bricks of the molly
In the hood with the dope and the money, the violence
Get to the guap, I be stuffin' my pocket
I don't wanna talk, it ain't bout a deposit
I stood on that block, wasn't punchin' no clock man
A young nigga hot, niggas hate that I'm poppin'
I'm pourin' up wock, so I'm movin' real sloppy
Ain't cuffin no thot, I just want her to top me
We got this shit locked, so them lil niggas copy
Keep me a Glock for the opps tryna stop me

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