G.A.H Hoodlife(Revised)
Hoodlife Chorus Been to alot of funerals My tears fallin Many of Potna Died from ballin Jealousy We so green Niqqaz despise Gangsta Trying to make it in this Hoodlife Verse Feel my pain The Hood is Ruff Unexplainable what we do to us Children mislead Parents on drugs No respect All we know is how to thug All hate No Love Need blessings from Heaven above Funerals by the dozen in my city Abandon houses The block looking shitty Shootout daily The normal in the ghetto Take a moment Not to live shallow Notice what jealousy has done Frankenstein The Federals got us on the run God why we take shots in the back JB'z Huntin for a Ballaz paperstacks Potholes in my lawn We lost our souls Get off Facebook Twitter its mind control No thinking Elimination of a Generation Separate from Information Heading for Devastation We came in chains We still in chains Elevate yo game Stop killing for the fame Its the truth We wasnt taught to be strife Make the most of this Hoodlife Been to alot of Funerals My tears Fallin Many of my potnaz died from ballin Jealousy We so green Niqqaz despise Gangsta Trying to make it in this Hoodlife
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Hoodlife Chorus Been to alot of funerals My tears fallin Many of Potna Died from ballin Jealousy We so green Niqqaz despise Gangsta Trying to make it in this Hoodlife Verse Feel my pain The Hood is Ruff Unexplainable what we do to us Children mislead Parents on drugs No respect All we know is how to thug All hate No Love Need blessings from Heaven above Funerals by the dozen in my city Abandon houses The block looking shitty Shootout daily The normal in the ghetto Take a moment Not to live shallow Notice what jealousy has done Frankenstein The Federals got us on the run God why we take shots in the back JB'z Huntin for a Ballaz paperstacks Potholes in my lawn We lost our souls Get off Facebook Twitter its mind control No thinking Elimination of a Generation Separate from Information Heading for Devastation We came in chains We still in chains Elevate yo game Stop killing for the fame Its the truth We wasnt taught to be strife Make the most of this Hoodlife Been to alot of Funerals My tears Fallin Many of my potnaz died from ballin Jealousy We so green Niqqaz despise Gangsta Trying to make it in this Hoodlife