Yng DMD & Fro – Hood

Yng DMD & Fro – Hood Lyrics

Artist: Yng DMD & Fro
Song: Hood

Oh my god fro, you crazy
Yng dmd f#ck this n#gg#s up
Залетаю в клуб, не надо подруг
Скурил дерьмо, назвал досуг (Йоу)

Увидел твою суку, у нее нет своих губ
Конечно не uzi, но все ещё крут (Пау-Пау)
Мой вес 59 но все зовут big boy (big boy
Да мне 17 и хвастаюсь drip’ом (drip’ом drip’ом)

Цепи висят на мне, и издают блики
Стреляю сиги, меня вырастили ниги
Залетаю в клуб, не надо подруг
Скурил дерьмо, назвал досуг

Увидел твою суку, у нее нет своих губ
Конечно не uzi, но все ещё крут
Мой вес 59 но все зовут big boy
Да мне 17 и хвастаюсь drip’ом

Цепи висят на мне, и издают блики
Стреляю сиги, меня вырастили ниги
Трачу 11 тысяч бачей
Посмотри на мой neck это gold chain

Открыл окно и закрыл дверь
Ну посмотрим кто тут быстрей
Хоть noname, но знают все
Слышу свой glock я везде (Шотаю в голову)

Кучу кэша мне в карман
Для твоей hoe я хулиган
Прыгнул в кольцо я не с nba (kobe)
Твоя малышка на мне ok (ok)

Подпишусь в инсте, если только ты модель (model)
Это хайп хаус а не просто баррель
Факаю суку зову ее малыш
Ты мне не нужна, люблю только престиж (Прести-и-иж)

Достал свой uzi, и ты трепещешь
Эй подожди, куда бежишь (Гряя)
Залетаю в клуб, не надо подруг
Скурил дерьмо, назвал досуг

Увидел твою суку, у нее нет своих губ
Конечно не uzi, но все ещё крут (lil uzi)
Мой вес 59 но все зовут big boy
Да мне 17 и хвастаюсь drip’ом

Цепи висят на мне, и издают блики
Стреляю сиги, меня вырастили ниги
Залетаю в клуб, не надо подруг
Скурил дерьмо, назвал досуг (Йоу-Йоу)

Увидел твою суку, у нее нет своих губ
Конечно не uzi, но все ещё крут
Мой вес 59 но все зовут big boy
Да мне 17 и хвастаюсь drip’ом

Цепи висят на мне, и издают блики
Стреляю сиги, меня вырастили ниги
I just double text that b#tch cuz i’m really tryna hit the hoe
I’d really bout it mhm is you really though?

I’m the f#ckin greatest g#dd#mn i’m the billy goat
My richie getting silly a milli just for a pretty stone
My b#tch is gettin tipsy she finna give me that pretty dome
Keep a burner like i’m timmy i’m rolling all through the dimmadome

Atl my home i can’t even put my city on
Eliante chrome when i put the richard millie on
I ain’t even on i be talking like i’m really though
If you talking bout the money i’m gone need a couple million

Mosh pit. hot sh#t
Watch it. caution
Damn i just treat that hoe like option
Damn why the f#ck she acting like i’m not sh#t

Damn outer space like my name is martian
Damn how the f#ck you oppin but don’t got no opps sh#t
I don’t want no fans i just want my bands up
That boy talkin funny off that dirty fanta

Don’t f#ck with that club i just know the dancer
She a stay down b#tch net her in atlanta
After good conversation hit her with my hammer
Man i’m all about the green like i’m bruce banner

Man i had a couple plays you just really wasn’t on it
How you talkin bout the bag you don’t even really want it
How you flexin on some sh#t and you don’t even really own it
I mean i get it (broke n#gg#) i just don’t condone it

Ain’t nobody give me props i just had to post malone it
I be hoppin in the scatty just to do another donut
Fat #ss cute face if she’s mean it’s a bonus
Winning got so easy had to get me new opponents

I just got more leverage now i’m making new demands
I need a deposit i can’t f#ck with no advance
Round of applause watch her do it with no hands
You fumble big bags so i’m calling you roseanne

Tan rubber bands weigh my money by the gram
Every move i make it’s all a part of the plan
To a opp rip ima make you dirty dan
Rest in peace to that fan
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Hood Lyrics – English Translation

Oh My God Fro, You Crazy
YNG DMD f#ck THIS n#gg#S UP
Flying to the club, do not need girlfriends
Scared sh#t, called Leisure (YOU)

Saw your b#tch, she does not have his lips
Of course not uzi, but still cool (Pau-Pau)
My weight 59 but all name is Big Boy (BIG BOY
Yes, I am 17 and boast drip’om (drip’om)

Chains hang on me, and make glare
Shooting Sigi, I was raised by Nigi
Flying to the club, do not need girlfriends
Scarily sh#t, called leisure

Saw your b#tch, she does not have his lips
Of course not uzi, but still cool
My weight 59 but all name is big boy
Yes, I’m 17 and brags drip’om

Chains hang on me, and make glare
Shooting Sigi, I was raised by Nigi
I spend 11 thousand hats
Look at my neck it’s Gold Chain

Opened the window and closed the door
Well, let’s see who fastest
Although noname, but know everything
I hear your Glock I am everywhere (rummaged in the head)

Bunch of cache in my pocket
For your Hoe I am a hooligan
Jumping into the ring I’m not with NBA (kobe)
Your baby on me OK (OK)

Sign in touch, if only you model (Model)
This is a khaips and not just barrel
Fakaya b#tch call her baby
I don’t need you, I love only prestige (presting and-izh)

Got his uzi and you tremble
Hey wait where you run
Flying to the club, do not need girlfriends
Scarily sh#t, called leisure

Saw your b#tch, she does not have his lips
Of course not UZI, but still cool (Lil Uzi)
My weight 59 but all name is big boy
Yes, I’m 17 and brags drip’om

Chains hang on me, and make glare
Shooting Sigi, I was raised by Nigi
Flying to the club, do not need girlfriends
Scarily sh#t, called Leisure (You You)

Saw your b#tch, she does not have his lips
Of course not uzi, but still cool
My weight 59 but all name is big boy
Yes, I’m 17 and brags drip’om

Chains hang on me, and make glare
Shooting Sigi, I was raised by Nigi
I Just Double Text That b#tch Cuz I’m Really Tryna Hit The Hoe
I’d Really Bout IT MHM Is You Really Though?

I’m The f#ckin Greatest g#dd#mn I’m The Billy Goat
My Richie Getting Silly A Milli Just for a Pretty Stone
My b#tch Is Gettin Tipsy She Finna Give Me That Pretty Dome
Keep a Burner Like I’m Timmy I’m Rolling All Through the Dimmadome

Atl My Home I Cit’t Even Put My City On
Eliante Chrome When I Put The Richard Millie ON
I AINT EVEN ON BE TALKING LIKE I’M REALLY THOUGH
IF You Talking Bout The Money I’m Gone Need A Couple Million

Mosh Pit. Hot Shit.
Watch it. Caution
DAMN I JUST TREAT THAT HOE LIKE OPTION
Damn Why The f#ck She Acting Like I’m Not sh#t

DAMN OUTER SPACE LIKE MY NAME IS MARTIAN
Damn How The f#ck You Oppin But Don’t Got No Opps sh#t
I DONL WANT NO FANS I JUST WANT MY BANDS UP
That Boy Talkin Funny Off That Dirty Fanta

DON’T f#ck WITH THAT CLUB I JUST KNOW THE DANCER
She a Stay Down b#tch Net Her in Atlanta
After Good Conversation Hit Her With My Hammer
MAN I’m All ABOUT THE GREEN LIKE I’m Bruce Banner

MAN I HAD A COUPLE PLAYS YOU JUST REALLY WASN’T ON IT
How You Talkin Bout The Bag You Don’t Even Really Want It
How You Flexin ON Some sh#t and You Don’t Even Really Own It
I Mean I Get It (Broke n#gg#) I Just Don’t Condone IT

AIN’T NOBODY GIVE ME PROPS I JUST HAD TO POST MALONE IT
I be hoppin in the scatty just to do buther donut
Fat #ss Cute Face IF She’s Mean It’s a Bonus
Winning Got So Easy Had to Get Me New Opponents

I Just Got More Leverage Now I’m Making New Demands
I Need A Deposit I Can’t f#ck WITH NO Advance
Round of Applause Watch Her Do It Watch NO Hands
You Fumble Big Bags SO I’m Calling You Roseanne

Tan Rubber Bands Weigh My Money By The Gram
Every Move I Make It’s All a Part of the Plan
TO A OPP RIP IMA MAKE YOU DIRTY DAN
REST IN PEACE TO THAT FAN
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Yng DMD & Fro Lyrics – Hood

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From the album:
Careless Music, Vol. 2
Release Year: 2013