Lively Hood Songtext
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Lively Hood Songtext
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Ayo, New York, New York, big city of dreams
But some dreams get flushed out and turned into fiends
By all means it′s 24 hours of work
Some niggas got that sour thing and some got dirt
Some is out to bust they heat and some just squirt
Some bitches can shake they ass and some can't twerk
You got Times Square and square times, they got lame rhymes
This is ghost shit, I fuck rats and dimes
These signs are so vivid, the street lights are glaring
You got filthy rich and greedy niggas who ain′t sharing
Five boroughs, bitches of all flavors
Crooked cops locking my peoples behind cages
Record majors to diamond district
Body bags are all stacked up as another statistic
Dirty water dogs or Morton Steakhouse filets
Staten Island, New York, I love my shallow ways
Evil thoughts can lead to some positive energy
New York, New York, the baddest place of the century
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Positive thoughts can lead to some negative energy
New York, New York, the baddest place of the century
Salud, most of the livest dudes is dead
Some folks being polite, some rude instead
The melting pot is overflowing with lead
In the winter it's brick, the summertime is like a sweltering hotbed
Manhattan keeps on making, shaking fake tits and baking bits
Put it on the rich forsaken glitz in the snake pit
Bootleg bags off Canal is bogus cow skin
You might could see the Rocker's album go past A9 then
Thousands of skeletons found underground zero
Hundreds of years old remains of the brown negro
Built on the backs of immigrants in search of a better life
But all they get is credit is stress and tether strife
Orange your rights, dead wrong or dead right
Every night zombies stare in dare stuck in the headlights
Fucking Harlem, got that work
Come and get the nada panada and get jerked
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Ayo, New York, New York, big city of dreams
But some dreams get flushed out and turned into fiends
By all means it′s 24 hours of work
Some niggas got that sour thing and some got dirt
Some is out to bust they heat and some just squirt
Some bitches can shake they ass and some can't twerk
You got Times Square and square times, they got lame rhymes
This is ghost shit, I fuck rats and dimes
These signs are so vivid, the street lights are glaring
You got filthy rich and greedy niggas who ain′t sharing
Five boroughs, bitches of all flavors
Crooked cops locking my peoples behind cages
Record majors to diamond district
Body bags are all stacked up as another statistic
Dirty water dogs or Morton Steakhouse filets
Staten Island, New York, I love my shallow ways
Evil thoughts can lead to some positive energy
New York, New York, the baddest place of the century
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Positive thoughts can lead to some negative energy
New York, New York, the baddest place of the century
Salud, most of the livest dudes is dead
Some folks being polite, some rude instead
The melting pot is overflowing with lead
In the winter it's brick, the summertime is like a sweltering hotbed
Manhattan keeps on making, shaking fake tits and baking bits
Put it on the rich forsaken glitz in the snake pit
Bootleg bags off Canal is bogus cow skin
You might could see the Rocker's album go past A9 then
Thousands of skeletons found underground zero
Hundreds of years old remains of the brown negro
Built on the backs of immigrants in search of a better life
But all they get is credit is stress and tether strife
Orange your rights, dead wrong or dead right
Every night zombies stare in dare stuck in the headlights
Fucking Harlem, got that work
Come and get the nada panada and get jerked
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
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