Artist: Lil Keed Album: Trapped On Cleveland 2 (Mixtape) Song: HoodBaby Language Typed by: AZ Lyrics (Know I gotta do nothin' but talk to 'em and shit, like Whole 'nother um, breed I'm not the same animal Everybody know Stroud Turn up slimeball) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah You could never hold on nigga I could never hold on nigga Gotta keep them chonnies on you Thick like a fuckin' phonebook Y'all know what's going Gang deep like an army Chain hang like an ornament I spent a lot on my garment Y'all going broke and it's showing Yeah, y'all know what's goin' Yeah yeah, y'all know what's goin' Y'all know what's goin' Get in that trap and you roll it like you 'posed to Yeah we'll get it all gone (roll it, roll it, dripped out, drip) They see the hearts, they know the motherfuckers chrome (Chrome Hearts) Ifuck her while she home alone I fuck her right after the shows I keep it goin' on I can the keep the Rollie on They know what's going going Make him prove his point I know, I know, I know, hey They bangin' red, rojo Panorama, four door They know that's a Porsche They know I'm going north I'm stuffing my mouth with this money I look like me adore Yeah yeah, yeah yeah You could never hold on nigga I could never hold on nigga Gotta keep them chonnies on you Thick like a fuckin' phonebook Y'all know what's going Gang deep like an army Chain hang like an ornament I spent a lot on my garment Y'all going broke and it's showing Yeah, y'all know what's goin' Yeah yeah, y'all know what's goin' Y'all know what's goin' Think about it, you can read about it I don't do the problems, I don't do the wallet Every nigga 'round me, they gon' kill about me I fucked her good, yeah she told me keep it on the low I made my bag, don't need a loan I'ma hit 'em where it hurts, these niggas gon' learn It's takin' a trip like the clerk Piped up and I can't stop Pants stuffed, yeah, G crust Y'all niggas better stop playin' with the dogs We gon' catch you walkin' out late night at home Then we gonna skrrt Yeah yeah, yeah yeah You could never hold on nigga I could never hold on nigga Gotta keep them chonnies on you Thick like a fuckin' phonebook Y'all know what's going Gang deep like an army Chain hang like an ornament I spent a lot on my garment Y'all going broke and it's showing Yeah, y'all know what's goin' Yeah yeah, y'all know what's goin' Y'all know what's goin' Yeah, y'all know what's goin' Yeah yeah, y'all know what's goin' Y'all know what's goin' Yeah, y'all know what's goin' Yeah yeah, y'all know what's goin' Y'all know what's goin'