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boyz n da hood

"Back Up N Da Chevy" (2007)

Everybody Know Me Lyrics – Boyz N Da Hood

[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3, (Zone 3) Straight up out da gutta everbody know me, (who), Gorilla z-zoe, (everybody) on the east (zoe), southwest Atlana everybody know me. Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee, (Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

[Verse 1:]
I'm a grown man, yeah thats what my momma said
Ask her for a key while she packing up my underwear
Underwear, Over there, only got a couple pair, i've been fucked up all my life, Dont know body who even care
Who dont care?
They Dont Care!
Dat old nigga know me i be all up in da air while they holden up my scroudum
I da told em,
u aint told em
Yes i did,
Now it time to show them cuz the industry still think that we bullshitten
I aint quitten
I aint either, I'm still baggin up the reefa
Nigga know me cuz i be the one thats always talkin reefa
What chu want?
real team cuz i will try as a man nigga, know me cuz a nigga stil a hanging around the countryback,
Tell them why they really know you
They dont wanna know
Yeah they do
Not for hanging on the corner with a blunt or two
And by nighttime, nigga know that im the truth, Pistol in my drawer, doing the same shit my momma do, Edgehanger

[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3, (Zone 3) Straight up out da gutta everbody know me, (who), Gorilla z-zoe, (everybody) on the east (zoe), southwest Atlana everybody know me. Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee, (Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

[Verse 2:]
Yeah I'm Gorilla Zoe, mr missed to stack the door
right der by the corner store, and everybody Fuckin know
You fuckin know!
You fucking right
Thinkin this a open mike, my candy read U.S.A, Nigga this is real life
Life twice, yeah right, i can be gone anyday< Everybody love me at my grave or what they suposed to say, A!
What
Let me Tell you something
Fuck these niggers wanna know
East boy, tnt dem up, and gorilla zoe
Bitch no
Bitch No
I aint trickin eevryday
You my favourtite baby daddy im riding wit chu anyway
U ride cuz u tired livin by the quarter mile, Niggas know me everytime for mr. exit 65
Yeah, the 6-5 we ride on, 2-fo we slide
Through the eastside, despised by those who lie
Check my background, my beef is certified
Break bread with killers say breads would murder guys, thats whats up

[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3, (Zone 3) Straight up out da gutta everbody know me, (who), Gorilla z-zoe, (everybody) on the east (zoe), southwest Atlana everybody know me. Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee, (Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, we on whole other level, no deals with the devil
my cock is what we pedel, yeah the flags are still those rebels
They know me cuz i keep it G
Yeah nigga me too, see, breeze been a g so long, haterz better be cool cuz
I'm still that cat there at-a
cock back some shots at-a
Nigga bout my stacks
you can
go run and tell that nigga,
kick down your front door,
where im from we front-doe,(doe)
Yeah nigger we cut doe (doe)
Flatline you punk ho's
We aint leanin or rockin ova here, (rocking ova here), cuz if I get to snappin then im poppin over there, (poppin over there) nigga (nigga)
A!? I aint stoppin like a dare, (dare), stacks on deck big pockets ova here, (pockets ova here)
glock 40, a whole lot of rifels
yeah im a gangsta but not a dicipel, ha
Pce Ouutt, A-Town beee,
Boyz n da hood, you dont like it hell then scream at them (then)

[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3, (Zone 3) Straight up out da gutta everbody know me, (who), Gorilla z-zoe, (everybody) on the east (zoe), southwest Atlana everybody know me. Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee, (Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

Bite Down Lyrics – Boyz N Da Hood

[Chorus:]
Me neither, I can't lie
I'm still in the club
Poppin' bottles with my niggas
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' bud
Shorty what it does
My nigga what it do,
Pop a bean, bite down, do a line or two

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

[Verse 1:]
You know I fall up in the club
Thrown and blown as usual
Pocket's on swole
Better know we choosin' hoes
Only choosin' those
That hit the door in louie clothes,
Like to smoke dro
Pussy bigger then a tuba hole (hahaa)
I'm just bullshittin'
Doing shit how I usually do (yep)
Pay me no attention right now
I'm on a gram or two (damn)
My words might be slurred (slurred)
Vision's slightly blurred (blurred)
Swangin' down beer when I bang my rims against the curb (what the fuck)
Pissed off, ticked off, cussin', lookin' at the sky
I ain't mad about the rims
I'm mad cause I blow my high (my high)
And then I ask myself, what type of guy am I
I got some issues to adress, this I cannot lie

[Chorus:]
Me neither, I can't lie
I'm still in the club
Poppin' bottles with my niggas
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' bud
Shorty what it does
My nigga what it do,
Pop a bean, bite down, do a line or two

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

[Verse 2:]
I'm fucked up now lean and see my hat bent
On a purple bean feeling like the president
Im drinkin' liquor straight
Cuz this god damn bean just won't stop boosting up my heart rate
And I can't go to sleep cuz I'm scared to
I'm by myself in the blind playing peek a boo (boo)
TV on when I nap to fulfill me
Reaching for the heat every time the floor squeek
Fuck that staying high cuz I'm a hood nigga
Fuck something to eat god damn I feel good nigga
Higher then the gucci bag, louie vuitton stitchin'
Bitch I can't lie, eyes same color even before the tissue

[Chorus:]
Me neither, I can't lie
I'm still in the club
Poppin' bottles with my niggas
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' bud
Shorty what it does
My nigga what it do,
Pop a bean, bite down, do a line or two

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (get drunk)
Do a line (do a line)
Pop a bean (pop a bean)
Bite down (bite down) [x5]

[Verse 3:]
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Shawty I'm rollin
Bag full of dro and we keep on smokin'
Bottles keep poppin', ice still blowin'
Ran downtown so the hoes they go
Eyes half way closed, fallin' off my pevit
I'm leanin' just a lil bit, with the hoes, yea they dig it
The booty yea I tip it ,especially when I'm zuited
I'm still on that fluid, money we get to it

Get drunk (Get drunk)
Do a line (Do a line)
Pop a bean (Pop a bean)
Bite down (Bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (Get drunk)
Do a line (Do a line)
Pop a bean (Pop a bean)
Bite down (Bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (Get drunk)
Do a line (Do a line)
Pop a bean (Pop a bean)
Bite down (Bite down) [x5]

Get drunk (Get drunk)
Do a line (Do a line)
Pop a bean (Pop a bean)
Bite down (Bite down) [x5]

We Ready Lyrics – Boyz N Da Hood (feat. Yung Joc)

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
I'm ready, when you ready
If yall ready, well nigga we ready
I'm ready, if you ready
When yall ready, nigga we ready

[Verse 1: Big Gee]
A, who, I got a tag on my head dey wanna kill me
A couple tones and I kick dem niggas remember me
Dem niggas scared of me, dey don't wanna see my crew
Dey talkin in code he sayin what dey finna do
I let dem killas loose, try me Imma finish you
Fuck it won't you say it den, motha fucka spray me den
Where da hell Zone 3, damn there go Big Gee
Homegrown red dirt, watch on head buss
Why home tried us, I'd unside us
Find on da blind side, half em tied up
Task folks tried us, masked up 9 up
Masked up, Blast up, Ass up partna
Give a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland
Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land
Ya already know my name, hood dey call me Big Gee
Wit panicles on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3 (Edge)

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
I'm ready, when you ready
If yall ready, well nigga we ready
I'm ready, if you ready
When yall ready, nigga we ready

[Verse 2: Yung Joc]
I got a mean appetite call me Starvin Marvin
Cuz I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin
Chop neva scarred, not by far ho
Da chopper spell my name out in yo Monte Carlo
Suggest you keep it cool, keep it on da up and up
Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest gone open up
I leave ya shirt wet, like Slip N' Slide
Fuck wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a fair one, and hommie look what you dun done
Now ya talking loud while ya runnin to ya car
Before ya pop ya trunk, Imma have to pull ya card
At the Amoco, over there on Boulevard
Somebody call the cops cuz I'm finna catch a charge
Ya tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Street
Now ya slumped on ya front seats somewhere on Front Street

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
I'm ready, when you ready
If yall ready, well nigga we ready
I'm ready, if you ready
When yall ready, nigga we ready

[Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe]
I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house
First nigga move, turn into da Slaughterhouse
Dats a lot of beef, ya shouldn't run ya mouth
I got some killas on da West dat'll make ya walk it out
Snap ya neck pussy nigga make ya lean back
Big mess in da car couldn't clean dat
Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get some feedback
Hit da safe house, where da dope and da weed at
Monkey niggas in da game, yall orangutan
I'm Gorilla, civil back pentane
45 spifin with some black John Wayne
If a nigga wanna test em man dey wouldn't find a thang
I don't give a dam, about you rappas feelins
Aint nobody feedin me but junior hoes aint weed
If you want it you can get it man, in case you get to squealin
Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, Back in Da Chevy and we dealin

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
I'm ready, when you ready
If yall ready, well nigga we ready
I'm ready, if you ready
When yall ready, nigga we ready

album: "Boyz N Da Hood" (2005)

Intro Lyrics – Boyz N Da Hood

[P. Diddy (intro talking)]
Dis Bad Boy South bitch Block Entertainment
Ladies and Gentleman
Im about top introduce to you (Itz about dat time)
4 of tha realest niggaz to come up out tha hood
As I introduce to you (Boyz N da Hood, Boyz N Da Hood)
Jody Breeze, Big Duke
Tha O' G they call him Young Jeezy da snowman
and Big Gee tha Edge Hanger
These My Niggaz Boyz N Da Hood
Tha Hardest group to come out of da Souf
Block Entertainment da label
Bad Boy South tha Empire
And We Wont Stop
We Cant Stop
ATL muthafukaz
Lets do it Big Gee

[Big Gee (verse 1)]
Boyz N Da Hood, Big Gee
I'm tha edge hanger head banger third leg swanger
Danger trick mangler spit led at tha fedz aimer
Hang a bitch fuk tryin to change her (fuk tryin to change her)
Anger wit tha most dangerous chrome fit to have u pissin out ya anus

[Big Duke (verse 2)]
Now its Big Duke mostly seen in shell toes and dickie suits
Wit a team of troops in chevy coupes dat be quick to shoot
Trap robbers plus I got a slew off against cop gobblers
And a sick click dat get lite and turn to cop poppers

[Young Jeezy (verse 3)]
Im a nextel chirping gun totein' brick living fool
Buy a grand a day so I dropped outta high skool (Yeeeeaah)
Jeezy real nigga u da faker (WHAT)
Could read a bitch azz nigga like a newspaper

[Jody Breeze (verse 4)]
Okay Now from a year ago hundred bills still fold
Summertime air forces winter time still told
U talk a good game but ya'll niggaz aint real tho'
World Wide or Underground when Im around niggaz kno'

Aye Wat They Kno Nigga
Boyz N Da Hood Nigga

Boyz N Da Hood Interlude Lyrics – Boyz N Da Hood

Yea Ok ok Ok ok
lets do it
boyz n da hood (alright) (waz up)
yea lets go lets go
ok ok ok ok

Its ya boy Jody Breeze
Gee (BY)
big Duke
Young Jeezy
(yea Ok) ya kno wut im talkin bout

[Jody Breeze]
ump that young cat there (A)
cock back some shots at (A)
nigga wit my barretta (A)
cuz im bout wuteva (A)
Ya'll kno who i be, J-O-D-Y Breeze
wit all my B-O-Yz in da H- double O-Dz
yall nigga dont scare nobody
i dare a nigga ta try me
i neva kilt nobody but i will come get somebody
streets a reason like to be a demon in da night
and in da evening i serve fiens and leave semon on ya wifes.

[Duke]
dig it, there aint no question bout me cuz im da answer
i've been puttin in work since Jody Breeze was wearin pampers
i got jumped as a teen, couldnt part wit my starts. ??
wasnt shit to me all he did was make me harder.
fuck throwin sticks and stones now we toting Guns and bricks
i've been representin like this since lil Kim was suckin dick.
pops aint taught me shit cuz ima bastard.
and fuck u little tricks its paper that im after.

[Young Jeezy]
yea young and da restless, the fast and the Furious.
lick a couple shots at 'em let 'em kno
that we serious.
and u kno wut u get for talkin out ya mouth sideways.
point blank range nigga blow ya shit sideways.
i do this shit for dem boyz in da hood stay down grindin til i get my boyz out da hood.
its da J- double E- Z to the Y yall.
stay strapped, iced up, and rock fly yall.