SHARXXX - REP YO HOOD lyrics

[FROOT] Check my kicks, Nike swish, man f** all this sh** I'm diggin in the dirt like an ethnoarchaeologist 'stead of makin' visions, makin' bad decisions Trust my intution, f** the competion I'm stuck in this position I could use some ammunition Watch my back, I'm on a mission Cut no slack, use absolute precision Boy Froot'll snap in a second Got a dungeon full of weapons Better watch where you steppin' Pop off if you ain't reppin' You ain't you ain't from my hood Better get this understood Get the f** out for good If you ain't to live or get shived, I don't give a sh** But you gotta leave or I'm about to throw a fit Need to smoke some weed, drink some lean Turn on the loop machine Rep your hood man, rep your click (click) If anybody talkin sh** Grip the wood, send em back to the dirt quick (quick) [x2] [SHARXXX] Never hatin' on my city though the pavements always sh**ty And them vacant lots ain't pretty Liquor store can't break a fifty But it ain't phase a crazy caucasition like me The place to be is wherever I'm at or else your sh** gon end painfully I be in them woods like a Pagan be, hatefully Droppin DTP sh** be so feverish like it was H-O-Tcheck it We all gon' send yo b**h a** up in a freefall If Boy Froot's the boy, then I'm girl and we a speedball No police cars cuz my city's just got 3 cops So I'm growin weed that's as tall as those f**in' tree tops Beat drops But I never say no sh** that matters, f** your chatter I'm the bada** that's gonna make your a** a splatter I can't stand no traffic That's how come I'm stayin' off the map like hackers You couldn't find me up in no phonebook or atlas son Gatling gun, cans, and a cauldron in a shack That's on the edge of a forest full of them apparitions, rats n' stuff