Traxamillion – From the Hood

Traxamillion From the Hood

Traxamillion – From the Hood Lyrics

Artist: Traxamillion
Song: From the Hood

Trax’, n#gg#, this slap, cuddie
You know how we f#ck wit’ it
I’m from the hood (From the hood)
Where it’s good (Where it’s good)

Swisher Sweet, Optimo, Backwood (Backwood)
Got purp (Got purp), got grills (Got grills)
In the scraper with the big shiny wheels (Shiny wheels)
Black tees (Black tees), twenty-threes (Twenty-threes)

Throw my hood up in the air, you see (You see)
Got pills (Got pills), got drank (Got drank)
I’ma hug this block ’til I can’t (‘Til I can’t)
Yo, ayo, this is how it sound if pure crack had a soundtrack

Husalah Husalah with Jack, Trax while the dumb slap
Listen how my, listen how my, look at how my bass slap
Hate that ASAP, lay flat when the K clap
Put this in your face in a plane

Twenty-four inch, no cut, no scrape
Get papes ’til I faint
I love to hear the bass
They wanna see the Mob funky fresh in the placе

Do a crime, go on a chase
Take a swig of that Priv’, it’s going down
Your girlfriеnd at the crib, she going down
Hop in the seven-O, it go around

In a circle sideways up the block clownin’
b#tch n#gg#s we downin’ ’cause we don’t give a f#ck
You put your faith in sl#ts, mayne, you ain’t seen enough
You put your face in sl#ts, mayne, you ain’t real as us

I came up on the block with bass in the cut
I’m from the hood (From the hood)
Where it’s good (Where it’s good)
Swisher Sweet, Optimo, Backwood (Backwood)

Got purp (Got purp), got grills (Got grills)
In the scraper with the big shiny wheels (Shiny wheels)
Black tees (Black tees), twenty-threes (Twenty-threes)
Throw my hood up in the air, you see (You see)

Got pills (Got pills), got drank (Got drank)
I’ma hug this block ’til I can’t (‘Til I can’t)
Where you wanna go? (Huh?) What you wanna do? (Huh?)
We could talk it out, or n#gg#, we can shoot

You think it’s cute, it get ugly as a shark bite
All that slick sh#t, b#tch, you better talk right
I hug the block, n#gg#, all day and all night
My weed is all purple, my crack is all white

Some n#gg#s poppin’ pills, some n#gg#s takin’ tonies
Some n#gg#s really real, some n#gg#s really phony
I’m on your homie helmet, melted like it’s grilled cheese
Police on a high speed, real n#gg#s never freeze

Cop ki’s, going broker for broker
Go to war back and forth, losin’ soldier for soldier
Every real n#gg# need protection
I play it raw like the grocery store meat section (Meat section)

Want me to lighten up or to be fightin’ Chuck?
Come through Taliban style and you gettin’ tightened up
I’m from the hood (From the hood)
Where it’s good (Where it’s good)

Swisher Sweet, Optimo, Backwood (Backwood)
Got purp (Got purp), got grills (Got grills)
In the scraper with the big shiny wheels (Shiny wheels)
Black tees (Black tees), twenty-threes (Twenty-threes)

Throw my hood up in the air, you see (You see)
Got pills (Got pills), got drank (Got drank)
I’ma hug this block ’til I can’t (‘Til I can’t)
Look n#gg#, I’m always here

You talk under your breath but I always hear
Take your air with the 5G where life ain’t fair
Lil’ Coz in the pen doin’ life up there
He need money on his books, I’ll send your wife up there

You’re locked down in the house, you doin’ life out here, n#gg#
We ain’t never scared, we ain’t ever cared
We’ll eat your food with full stomachs, we ain’t never shared
I’m from the hood (From the hood)

Where it’s good (Where it’s good)
Swisher Sweet, Optimo, Backwood (Backwood)
Got purp (Got purp), got grills (Got grills)
In the scraper with the big shiny wheels (Shiny wheels)

Black tees (Black tees), twenty-threes (Twenty-threes)
Throw my hood up in the air, you see (You see)
Got pills (Got pills), got drank (Got drank)
I’ma hug this block ’til I can’t (‘Til I can’t)

When my n#gg#s in the club and we buy the bar out
We don’t give a f#ck, we’ll stomp your car out
If a ripper wanna stunt and she wanna wild out
We don’t give a f#ck, we’ll stomp your car out

When my n#gg#s in the club and we buy the bar out
We don’t give a f#ck, we’ll stomp your car out
If a ripper wanna stunt and she wanna wild out
We don’t give a f#ck, we’ll stomp your car out (Yee)
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From the album:
From the Hood – Single [Explicit]
Release Year: 2006