More songs by SWAVAY
Description
Producer: SWAVAY
Music Publisher: UMPG
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hood. Uh, okay, yeah. I like to wait on the beat.
Nigga, don't show me no play 'cause I'm waitin' to eat. Hope Young Jeezy don't sue me for this song.
God, I don't got it, just wait to feed.
Been wanna hunt your girl, I sent her a message, she talkin' 'bout she waitin' to cheat.
Nigga, I must be like Chris Brown or somethin', I met her, she can't even speak.
Check came in with like so many zeros, dawg, I'm starin', I can't even read. Nigga, my license been suspended,
I'm drivin' this shit but I can't even speed.
Know that it's up if they pullin' me over, I'm goin' to jail for avoidin' fees.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.
And I like her, her friend, and her sister. She got a pretty-ass face, I'ma kiss her.
I like the old one and I like the new version. I don't care, I been likin' sisters.
I'm a real deal baller, you not one. You keep talkin' 'bout opps, you ain't got none.
Why you talkin' 'bout guns? You ain't pop none.
You keep talkin' 'bout fans, you ain't got none. You just rappin' 'bout hoes, you ain't smack none.
I don't care about the work that she had done. Bitch, all my clothes from the West.
Your nigga head to toe in PacSun.
Not gon' lie, I been buyin' a whole bunch of shit, tryna make up for days I ain't have none.
Yeah, no cap.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.
-Holiday season.
-And I'm cool bein' slept on if you knew what I slept on.
Like I'm cool with workin' with roaches and rats and pits if you knew what I stepped on.
If you knew I was sellin' that Stepdan, you would know I would kill if you stepped wrong.
And I'ma keep mixin' these Jons with fifths 'cause nigga, I grew up with Stephon's.
If you knew how I was you would know I ain't never change, I just stay in my lane.
If you knew what I saw you would know all the reasons I'm never adjustin' to fame.
If you knew how broke I been you would know why I keep on adjustin' my chain.
All the people I'm never gon' see again and that's why I'm bringin' the gang.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.
English translation
Hood. Uh, okay, yeah. I like to wait on the beat.
Nigga, don't show me no play 'cause I'm waitin' to eat. Hope Young Jeezy don't sue me for this song.
God, I don't got it, just wait to feed.
Been wanna hunt your girl, I sent her a message, she talkin' 'bout she waitin' to cheat.
Nigga, I must be like Chris Brown or somethin', I met her, she can't even speak.
Check came in with like so many zeros, dawg, I'm starin', I can't even read. Nigga, my license been suspended,
I'm drivin' this shit but I can't even speed.
Know that it's up if they pullin' me over, I'm goin' to jail for avoidin' fees.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.
And I like her, her friend, and her sister. She got a pretty-ass face, I'ma kiss her.
I like the old one and I like the new version. I don't care, I been likin' sisters.
I'm a real deal baller, you not one. You keep talkin' 'bout opps, you ain't got none.
Why you talkin' 'bout guns? You ain't pop none.
You keep talkin' 'bout fans, you ain't got none. You just rappin' 'bout hoes, you ain't smack none.
I don't care about the work that she had done. Bitch, all my clothes from the West.
Your nigga head to toe in PacSun.
Not gon' lie, I been buyin' a whole bunch of shit, tryna make up for days I ain't have none.
Yeah, no cap.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.
-Holiday season.
-And I'm cool bein' slept on if you knew what I slept on.
Like I'm cool with workin' with roaches and rats and pits if you knew what I stepped on.
If you knew I was sellin' that Stepdan, you would know I would kill if you stepped wrong.
And I'ma keep mixin' these Jons with fifths 'cause nigga, I grew up with Stephon's.
If you knew how I was you would know I ain't never change, I just stay in my lane.
If you knew what I saw you would know all the reasons I'm never adjustin' to fame.
If you knew how broke I been you would know why I keep on adjustin' my chain.
All the people I'm never gon' see again and that's why I'm bringin' the gang.
Yeah, okay. Every time I do it, I do it for my hood.
I know she ain't shit and I know that she no good. I don't even care, I know shorty bad as fuck.