Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my my Daddy's knee My My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can

Southside on the track, yeah Take it out the bank, go put it up Got my my main hoe, put her up Straight off the lot, go put it up My My last two foreigns pulled up Straight out the bank, go put it up Everybody in in the hood hood gon' pull up

I know you very afraid Nigga, be very afraid Tryna put dirt on my my name Tryna throw dirt on my my name Wanna put me in in the grave Nigga just watch what you say Amen, I wanna pray to God, just in in case we catch a prey, mmh I could draw a weapon on you, you can

It's all good Thinking about you riding down to 85 Baby we can do whatever you like I've been thinking bout you Tell me what you wanna do Shawty I can fall through It's all good in in my hood hood, yeah Tell me what you wanna do, tonight Southernplayalistic

I put that on everything Its money over everything She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you I was in in love with you You was my my ride or die bitch Baby wassup with you I could’ve been doing my my thing from the jump Fuck it it’s money

Every time I make another one, it's another one Don't be all up on my my french toast when that butter come She tried to put me in in the friend zone, but she wanted some Fuck it, I'll be in in that friend zone 'cause I fuck with her After fuckin' her Another

I'm gonna say goodbye to you tonight So long old friend I'm gonna fly again I think I'm gonna take me a ride Don't want nobody, no, not this time Find me a place I can park my my truck Hop on the hood hood, gonna light one up I'll check the sights on my my point

Can't clean my my act up for good, too much thug in 'em Can't turn my my back on the hood hood, I got love for them I feel like a black republican, money I got comin' in in Probably end up back in in the hood hood, like fuck it then I feel like a black militant takin' over

The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot I still hear him scream The cops used to come around in in my neighborhood "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!" Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's gonna be your Frankenstein Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood hood He deals out in in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods Jigsaw Jimmy,