Keep It Hood Feat Tity Boi Young Buck Lyrics

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Keep It Hood Feat Tity Boi Young Buck Lyrics

by Lloyd Banks

(Lloyd Banks Intro)

Clear the area imma let the cannon blow/

Why you think i brought my cousins from atlanta fo

Im used to stuntin keep a diamond and an antidote

Im from the gutter motherfucker



(Verse 1)

To be honest i aint never visit the suburbs

before the rap/

nigga i'm from the hood where you can find them quarter waters at/

and actin like you cant afford all that/ Please

my whole click shops heavy aint no time for the stores to stack/

we burn O's find a whole to clap/

lately i've been on my eastcoast shit dealin with a florida rat/

be fucked if i swing that blammer/

it'll take your whole record lable to bring back hammer/

damn near 40 a couple g's a pen/

and i still get my 3 white tees for 10/

you roll shit and roll dice till the cops come/

which means they have to time to communicate which means they unite as a top gun/

no ridin the emergency van/

cuz i can take trips come back to New York City curved with a tan/

blow 40 cal. curvin a man/

ready to murder a man/

thinkin hes tougher than Roberta Derann/ (Man)



(Tity Boi Chorus 2x)

See the do err we does/

the liquor and drugs/

life of a thug and thats keepin it hood/

the girls who flow/

who hustle for dough/

enough to swallow some throat/

is keepin it hood/



(Tity Boi Verse 2)

I'm hood by nature my habitat i stay brushed/

like an Island/

with trash shirts and pirates/

some work the day and some work the night shift/

some work for change and some for a night lift/

the climate gets hot/

these broads take they tops off/

like the CL6 and ride till they get lost/

i'm down for life my nigga got 4 strikes/

and wont come out until he die and come back like hes born twice/

his own price/

i know that i confess that/

if i loose my contacts i still bring the best back/

like bought 9 of the pies/

i eat 4 and give 5 to my guys/

i like to ride with my eyes on the prise/

get outa line i'll rinse this nine in your eyes/

they thinkin im lyin but na luckily see i got buck and banks/

and the feet got a pedicure cuz the truck got painted/ (yea)



(Chorus 2x)



(Young Buck Verse 3)



Extend the clip and finish my fith of hen/

and here comes that tennessee titan hes at it again/

roll up that green sticky/

i brought my team with me/

bring banks tell him to meet me up by magic city/

we got more and more than rambo/