Silkk the Shocker - Throw Yo Hood Up текст песни

(snoop doggy dogg talking)

No limit, yeah southern hospitality we seizin it on you, my nigga silkk

The shocker, snoop d,o double g,y, d,o double g, beats by the pizound,

You know what Im sayin? from the no to the lbc.

(chorus)

(snoop)

All my real gangstas throw yo hood up

Throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up

(silkk)

Now to all my real soldiers throw yo hood up

Throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up

(snoop)

Fancy cars, diamond rings, bad ass bitches

Lots of cocaine, smokin on the best bud

Givin up that west love

Got them bitches shakin they ass, all in the club

(silkk)

Now some call us the players, others call us the pimps

So on the level lets talk about hoes

Some hoes dig us an lets talk about pimp shhh

You know we dont show no tricks or bitch niggas no love

You should know all the way to snoop

Nigga pimpins all up in our blood

(snoop)

Now trip this for a second nigga

Im bout to drop some more pimp shit on yo ass

Have you ever slapped a bitch?

Have you ever counted over a thousand dollars in cash?

Nigga if you aint never did that shit before

Get the fuck up out my face, fore

I have to pull this tray 8 up out my muthafuckin waist

(silkk)

An if you dont do it, Im a do it

These niggas be talkin so bad, an ? ? ?

I could slap a bitch, like I had a million dollars in cash

So it aint no thang, bitch backed up

Give a nigga some room before I bust

I give a fuck about a hoe, I might get a fuckin nut

Get tha fuck an get up, throw it up

(chorus)x2

(snoop)

Its the s,n double o, p

Nigga an this is silkk the shocker

Automatic with rockers, yo girl automatic gonna jock us

From the lb to the no, represent

Me an my camp for, blaze up like indo

Like dirt up in a rental

(silkk)

Nigga at the right place we caught you at the wrong time

An my team bout to beat you down, aint no fuckin game

You threw up the wrong sign

See I went from hundred dollar rock spots

To umm, million dollar raps

I want a 1.5 from the day I turn this debt

(snoop)

Now peter piper picked peppers, while I pimped hoes

An my white drop rolls, an its sittin on vogues

Jack was nimble, was nimble

Nigga he was a bitch, let niggas smack him

Punk him, an jackin his shit, when you in it, you gotta get ignit

Cuz niggas will play you, lay you, then they spray you

Ok you, gotta little money an you figure you hard

You bought two pitbulls for your big backyard

Now let me be frank with you, in this game

You betta have a lotta homies, some straps an a tank

With you, cuz these niggas they be playin for keeps

While you sleepin, they creepin, thats word to my mama

(chorus)

All my real gangstas, Im what, nigga what?

All my real soldiers, Im what, nigga what?

Verse 3

(silkk)

Im a g-a-n-s-t to the a

I got niggas throwin up they hood from ny to za

I probably wont get five mics cuz I hurt this much

But they dont understand, thats why Im worth this much

See all my real ass soldiers grab yo shit an act bad

An all my real niggas grab the guns, weed, an

My mission to cash, see yall busters cant hold me down

Like the police they had the wrong guy an if I tell you somethin

Believe it like you seen it with your own eyes

Damn tell you what, meanin what?

See I make gangsta shit they wanna tell us clean it up

Now I walked in, straight up outta some thuggish shit

Dont tell me nothin to be here try to tear the club up bitch

Now dont have me trade the mutha fuckin tape for the crack

Dont have me go back to tradin the mic for the gat

(see you love them hoes back in the days)

Nigga please, you gonna fall back like ? ? ? without a sack

So either fall back on keys or fourty gs

See Im bout bigger paydays, I dont set trip, I set clips into aks

See I done shit bitch, not see me go, I run shit bitch

Like a ceo, now snoop how you spell gangsta? spell it dpg

An I spell soldier n-o-l-i,m-i to the t

(thats cuz we different riders)

(master p)

What? Im nigga, nigga what? Im nigga what, Im nigga, what, what?

Im nigga what? Im nigga, nigga what? Im nigga what, Im nigga, nigga

What? from the no to the l-b, b, haha, from the east to the west coast,

To that dirty mutha fuckin south, to the nizorth, my little brother

Silkk the shizocker, an snoop. (real niggas unite you heard me? ) thats

How we do it nigga, playas fool, now destroyed them mutha fuckin

Enemies.