Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

"Intro (Boyz N Da Hood) Lyrics"

Mustard Seed Lyrics
Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I want them Sweet Jesus show me through the Indian paintbrush Faith was Cursed upon me, a mustard seed was good enough for him and good enou

[P. Diddy (intro talking)]
Dis Bad Boy South bitch Block Entertainment
Ladies and Gentleman
Im about top introduce to you (Itz about dat time)
4 of tha realest niggaz to come up out tha hood
As I introduce to you (Boyz N da Hood, Boyz N Da Hood)
Jody Breeze, Big Duke
Tha O' G they call him Young Jeezy da snowman
and Big Gee tha Edge Hanger
These My Niggaz Boyz N Da Hood
Tha Hardest grou
Desbarat?ndome Lyrics
Dices que te olvidare que sera mejor asi y la verdad yo ya no se como se vive sin ti escapas de mi debe ser algun error te escuche decir adios y hasta el Sol se congelo y no se y no se
p to come out of da Souf
Block Entertainment da label
Bad Boy South tha Empire
And We Wont Stop
We Cant Stop
ATL muthafukaz
Lets do it Big Gee

[Big Gee (verse 1)]
Boyz N Da Hood, Big Gee
I'm tha edge hanger head banger third leg swanger
Danger trick mangler spit led at tha fedz aimer
Hang a bitch fuk tryin to change her (fuk tryin to change her)
Anger wit tha most dangerous ch
Sayin' About You? Lyrics
After having listened to So many rumours in Colorado After having spoken to So many strangers in Corcovado It made me feel the midnight blue Do you know what they are sayin' about you? D
rome fit to have u pissin out ya anus

[Big Duke (verse 2)]
Now its Big Duke mostly seen in shell toes and dickie suits
Wit a team of troops in chevy coupes dat be quick to shoot
Trap robbers plus I got a slew off against cop gobblers
And a sick click dat get lite and turn to cop poppers

[Young Jeezy (verse 3)]
Im a nextel chirping gun totein' brick living fool
Buy a grand a day so I dropped o
Cynical Girl Lyrics
(M. Crenshaw) Well I'm goin' out I'm goin' out lookin' for a cynical girl Who's got no use for the real world I'm lookin' for a cynical girl Well I hate TV There's gotta be so
utta high skool (Yeeeeaah)
Jeezy real nigga u da faker (WHAT)
Could read a bitch azz nigga like a newspaper

[Jody Breeze (verse 4)]
Okay Now from a year ago hundred bills still fold
Summertime air forces winter time still told
U talk a good game but ya'll niggaz aint real tho'
World Wide or Underground when Im around niggaz kno'

Aye Wat They Kno Nigga
Boyz N Da Hood Nigga