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Peak #857
Peak in subgenre #457
Author
Kajmir Royale and Boonie Mayfield
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2007
Uploaded
July 20, 2007
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:41
Lyrics
Artist: YESSURR
Song: Hood Status feat. Young Duce
Written by: S. Vaughn, A. Gaskin, H. Sampson
Album: The Water: Every Drop Counts
Even though my status ain’t hood
I’ma grown ass man with got damn don’t be fuckin with me
I thought I told ya I ain’t gon’ call the police
So if you wanna talk beef let me roll up my sleeves
1st Verse: Kajmir
It’s the hella yella fella that’ll put you in a nelson without Mandela dela (that’s just my status man)
I cant lie to you anymore I’m just better better tell a tell a friend.. (that’s just my status man)
Ya girlfriend’s over here again come get her man I fucked her again (that’s just my status man)
And if ya’ll cats is ballin’, I must be really trying to goal tend…. (that’s just my status man)
Ayo, my word play is similar the first day I left my rhyme notebook on the swings
And let the words play…..huh
Jerseys my birthplace, but Colo’s the earthquake where the earth shakes with 1 verse wait
Reload my minds my nine my pens my mach 10 still clap after you leave like comedians
Biotch make way for the YESSURR crew and even if I’m not I’m still better that you!
Chorus: (2x)
Mid-West is here, Dirty South is here, yeah (throw your hands in the motha fuckin’ air)
East Coast is here, West Coast is here, yeah (throw your hands in the motha fuckin’ air)
2nd Verse: Spontane
It’s ya friendly neighborhood, front on me man I wish a nigga would (that’s just my status man)
Don’t get it misunderstood, fall back and keep your mouth closed like you should (that’s just my status man)
And for the chicks I like, I got the hot pipe and indeed I lay it good (that’s just my status man)
Keep my money fold in a grip, limp in my pimp walk, dip without a gator foot (that’s just my status man)
Spontane’s the name, Colo’s the origin-al style made on my own, ya’lls is fraudulent
Pockets full of magnum rubbers, I pack four of them
Balls so big, my baby’s already born in them
Beats that’ll jump on your chest, yeah that’ll king ya
Don’t like the shit, than suck on my middle finger
Hennessy in my blood and I don’t care, ‘cause we don’t play around ‘round here. Yeah!
Chorus: (2x)
3rd Verse: Young Duce
even though my status is hood ima cop me a spot in the burbs and stay choppin up rocks like wood
with the illegal desert eagle sitting right in my lap like my dick in your girls house nigga I come strapped
keep a bag of that bomb bomb that’ll smoke you out
feel like It got ya by the throat cuz it’ll choke you out
poppin bottles with models do this every day of the week
like bed covers in the mattress I stay in between the sheets
with a freak who aint scared to move the bricks downsouth
plus she know how to lease my nine when she goes downsouth
keeping it hood for real yeah that’s with the hat to the left
even though I pimp right hoes still get smacked to the left
im the king of the city bitch you niggas already knew
plus I get more respect in your hood nigga than you do
im on the winning team in this game for yall its too hard
and If I don’t talk with cash its with a platinum card blaow!
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