歌手:Denzel Curry
专辑:《HOODLUMZ》

作词 : D. Curry/I. Loubeau/R. Mayers/D. HILL/J. Houston
作曲 : D. Curry/I. Loubeau/R. Mayers/D. HILL/J. Houston
Niggas in the hood

I'm 'bout my profit
If I rob plug, I'm the socket
Run that shit up, bitch I'm Sonic
Feelin' iconic
Need my dick wet, I'm aquatic
My life a comic
Bitch I'm lit, electronic
This the new wave, catastrophic
Smokin' on chronic, rockin' black flag like I'm gothic
In my hood, I'm trending topic
You outta pocket
My bitch, she foreign exotic
I'm bout my skrilla deposits, in love with narcotics
Drip on your bitch like the faucet
Hate be so rubber, the love is so toxic
Groupie hoes eat me up like I'm chocolate
Day ones with me, niggas clique hoppin'
Shooters with me, I'm too known to be boxin'
Niggas hoes on Twitter be flaugin
See me out and—

Smoke that ganja, that's that loud pack
Have yo' ass smacked
Click-clack, knock your shit back, no more chit-chat
(Niggas in the hood) Grabba leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff (Ayy)

Pull up on the block, what's good? (Niggas)
Try me, wish a nigga would (Niggas)
Try me, hit you with the wood (Niggas)
Misfits, misunderstood (Niggas)
Never been these Hollywood (Niggas)
This goes out to the hood (Niggas)
Police pull up and pop (Niggas)
All they wanna do is drop (Niggas)
Spinnin, now we lay 'em out the top
Capital punishment like we were backed by the government
Boys on my avenue runnin' it
Wait, wait, wait, hol' up (Do-do-do-do-do-do)
We made you history, 'cause we rewrote it
Wet up your body, that nigga eroded
Move with emotion, you left with no motion
If it ain't opps, what the **** am I smokin'?

Smoke that ganja, that's that loud pack
Have yo' ass smacked
Klick-clack, knock your shit back, no more chit-chat
(Niggas in the hood) Grabba leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff
Grabba leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff
Grabba leaf, keep a nigga high, I'm cheefing on a spliff

Twenty clips, hollow tips, hit
Rip through a nigga bitch hip
Now she got a slip disc, rip
All I hear is "R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P." shit
Rest in peace, so you know, it's only right I rip this shit here
Nigga, my nigga, lil' nigga, my nigga
Negative word, make it a verb
Nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga
(Nigga? **** is wrong with you?)
My weird homie rock a blonde lace like '98 Eminem
Him again, nail paint, art
Hell nah, I ain't feminine
I'm way too gifted, trippin', I'm feeling conflicted
This lifestyle is way too addictive
**** it, get lifted
My boy got a plug on prescriptions
I'm sick without feeling no symptoms
Still ain't no cure for the sickness
Feel like my sisters look better as strippers
All of my brothers is headed to prison
No love for the sick or the dead or no victims, nigga

Niggas in the hood