A Boogie wit da Hoodie — Word To

[Intro] I came to the conclusion that A lot of y'all niggas just be talking just to talk But you see where I'm from I mean We do shit a little different A Boogie Wassup!! [Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] You can tell me this and you can tell me that But I don't give a fuck and nigga that's a fact 'Cause the fakest niggas say the realest shit Then the realest niggas say it after that And now I'm running down with some black sweats A black hoodie and some black boots A ski mask with a hat that match So that's black on black on black on black on black on black And bitch I'm running down Matter fact I used to fuck with niggas that go back to back on me in situations Like if I get hit up then my niggas quick to let that MAC attack And now I'm going down 'Cause where I'm from you either clap the ratchet or the ratchet clap at niggas that be actin' Better have it on you 'cause I got it on me I ain't havin' that And when I come around I ain't playing no games with them Fuck a PlayStation 2 K's hit 'em If he call 12 let the gauge hit him (Let the gauge hit him) If you catch me riding shotgun that mean I got one Ain't no competition fuck 5,4,3,2 bitch I'm top 1 I be with a couple niggas from the city Yeah them niggas gritty Pockets lookin' kinda Puffy Call me Diddy 10's,20's and 100's 50's I need everything even 1's and pennies I need Meagan Good to let me suck her titties I need OVO to sign me for a milli Niggas need to know that they ain't fucking with me If you looking for me you can come and get me I'll be waitin' [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Yeah, That's word to my F yo I ride for this shit (I ride for this shit) Them niggas I rode with they ride for they shit (They ride for they shit) Them niggas I roll with is trying to get rich, when we rich Pull up on every bitch that ever fronted when we ain't have money Now I ain't got time for this shit Ladder on me like I'm climbing and shit In my bag like I'm shopping and shit Blood with me like he poppin and shit Batman with me like we Robin and shit Zip 'em up like I'm bodyin shit Gloves on like we boxing and shit Fuck it tho I ain't got time for this shit [Verse 2: King Ceazar] (Yeah, yeah) What would you do if I passed the assist Most of my life we can't manage this shit Tryna be a preacher and a pastor and shit Wonder when I die what happens after this shit I got into a fight and had a box cutter try to leave a nigga like a pizzeria It was 12 AM and everybody sleepin' now I'm in the crib doin' Santeria 'Cuz I need them Benjamins Look to the people, tell David let him in (At Night!) The rockers of ganja (Oooh) We got the shit that be breaking the glass like it's opera Tats on my skin the ink it was there But I love the fucking pain nigga Smoking so much weed a nigga can't even see think I'm fucking going insane nigga Addicted to paranoia (let's go) This is a sign of creativity Like I'm looking in the sky then I wonder why damn weed really hittin' me Forget about the hate and the pain and most of all all the misery And it's a mystery To get the 4 kids and the dog to try to figure me lil' nigga Stoic Stoic [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & *King Ceazar*] Yeah, That's word to my F yo I ride for this shit (I ride for this shit) *(Yeah, yeah)* Them niggas I rode with they ride for they shit (They ride for they shit) *(Yeah, yeah)* Them niggas I roll with is trying to get rich, when we rich Pull up on every bitch that ever fronted when we ain't have money Now I ain't got time for this shit Ladder on me like I'm climbing and shit In my bag like I'm shopping and shit Blood with me like he poppin and shit Batman with me like we Robin and shit Zip 'em up like I'm bodyin shit Gloves on like we boxing and shit Fuck it tho I ain't got time for this shit [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 1090 'til my time go Shoot on sight won't be no combo Like Ibaka keep that 9 tho Tony Parker, bitch I'm Rondo I can't do no 9 to 5 no Move that work just like I'm Alpo I would never drop a dime tho Put that on my nigga Quado Fuck around and crack a shell I ain't talking snails treat a nigga like a lobster If my nigga need that bail money I ain't got it then I'm playing cops and robbers Put a nigga under I ain't even fronting Nigga I ain't stutter I'll fucking pop ya Only time you hear a stutter when that choppa bust and it go ba-ba-blocka On some real shit wanna know when the last I fucking cried nigga? After niggas killed my bro Quo they just left him in the store to die nigga That's the reason why my niggas carry heats and always keep it on the side nigga King Ceazar, Trippy Rell with my nigga Flair YFN those (ha!!) [Outro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & *King Ceazar*] I ain't got time for this shit *(no, no)* I don't even got time for my bitch *(no noo nooo noooo)* YFN in this bitch *Yeah yeah* *Let's go*