Still Hood Lyrics by NLE Choppa is the latest English song from the album “Me vs. Me”. Still Hood lyrics were written by TP808, Doc Playboi, Chosen 1, NLE Choppa & G Herbo while the song is produced by TP808, Doc Playboi & Chosen 1.
Still Hood Song Details:
| Song | Still Hood |
| Album | Me vs. Me |
| Singer | NLE Choppa |
| Produce by | TP808, Doc Playboi & Chosen 1 |
| Lyricist | TP808, Doc Playboi, Chosen 1, NLE Choppa & G Herbo |
Still Hood Lyrics
(CashMoneyAP)
Turn me up
All of these niggas be faking and flodgin’, we keep this shit thorough
No cappin’, no yappin’
Everything we livin’, everything we doin’
Put this shit in they memories
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin’ different designers, aye but I’m still hood
You know it ain’t hard to find us, we might be in yo’ hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got a microwave
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac’
A different day, a different case, I’m fightin’ ’til escape
I got the utmost faith that I’ma make it out okay
Ayy, I done been stuck in the bottom with sharks and piranhas and robbers and gunners and runners
I swear I been left without nothin’
We really was struggling, thank you, Lord
Look at me wrong and I’m uppin’ and bustin’
I’m paranoid, I be clutchin’ in public
Not scared of you, I’m just scared of the shit I did, might catch up Lord
Put him in the morgue, end of the story
Love my life, I got more of it
Before you take me from the shit that I built, I’ma have to go and destroy it
Had to destroy you in the process, with the lil trenches, lookin’ at me like a spent image of God spirit, but you better be God-fearing
Livin’ life with no complaints, plenty money in the bank, remember scrappin’ up change
In my new deal, that’s a seven mil, they gon’ have to go and walk that plank
New grill from Johnny Dang, when I eat the pussy get her screaming “flawless gang”
Me and you hittin’ licks
My loyalty run so deep, I split it with the gang
I done been crossed by niggas I love, I heard the same shit happened to Christ
I done seen a snake getting mice, then getting snaked out the same night
Ever asked the plug “what’s the price?” Then took him down when the shit wasn’t right
Never ever sayin’ that I was right, just get in the booth and talk about my life
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin’ different designers, aye but I’m still hood
You know it ain’t hard to find us, we might be in yo’ hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got a microwave
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac’
A different day, a different case, I’m fightin’ ’til escape
I got the utmost faith that I’ma make it out okay
Ayy, ay, one thing I never seen was a hoe that won’t go and a bowl not sold
I done seen the toughest nigga try to fight, but the choppa knocked him out cold
I done seen a nigga cop a pipe, by the end of the night had no goal
Know a nigga with a hunnid some guns, never even let one blow
Slap thirty in the stick, put my trust in this blick, not no hoe
Even when that bitch jam, thumbin’ swear on everything it saved my soul
I was on camo with that bitch pokin’ out, imagine if I had unloaded
Niggas ’round me was gonna let me crash out, that shit really be bogus
Now my circle small, peephole
Breadloaf got bigger now
Ain’t no more bread crumbs in my hand, look again, it’s the large amount
Bad bitches that I’m fuckin’, but still can’t put the hood hoes down
Got a bitch coming out the south, eat it off the bone, she from Orange Mound
Before six people carry, I’ma let twelve people judge me
Know that sight get scary, fightin’ first degrees yellin’ “free me”
Rather hear “free me” than R.I.P. with my face on the tee
Do my time, lay down in that bunk, never let a nigga hold me
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin’ different designers, aye but I’m still hood
You know it ain’t hard to find us, we might be in yo’ hood
Brodie begging to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got a microwave
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac’
A different day, a different case, I’m fightin’ ’til escape
I got the utmost faith that I’ma make it out okay
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin’ different designers, aye but I’m still hood
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin’ different designers, aye but I’m still hood