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Hood Clap

If you hood and you know it clap you hands

If you hood and you know it clap you hands, let's goStill getting money, spendin' money outta town

That sounds kinda funny ain't the banks closed down?

The stores closed down, the dealership's too

But we still ridin' clean, everything's brand newNever go broke nigga ain't nobody stressin'

I ain't never graduate I can't even spell recession

Only thing that I'm testin' is this new Camaro

My chain look like fruity pebblesThe whole world trippin', we ain't worried bout nothing

Still in the hood getting money we stuntin'

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsSpent two on the shoes, spent three on the pants

You ain't even paid your rent, man you hood clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap you hands

If you hood and you know it clap you handsThey say invest in stock, then go and buy some bonds

We invest in the block, we get it by the ton

Put a ring on her finger, now we put it in her tongue

You can call me Billy Clinton, call Lewinsky [Incomprehensible]They steal Ore we steal them thangs

They fuck with McCain, we sell cocaine

Nigga fuck George Bush, his daddy and his mama

I'm smoking up Obama while I'm countin' up these hundredsBlack trash bag like we finna do laundry

But it's full of money, magic city Monday

When we leave the club she tell me put it in her tummy

You think we goin' broke? Man you niggas so funnyThe whole world trippin', we ain't worried bout nothing

Still in the hood getting money we stuntin'

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsSpent two on the shoes, spent three on the pants

You ain't even paid your rent, man you hood clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsDrive a different car every night, hit the bar every night

Ice shine so bright I'm like a star in the night

Say you betta hide your wife, I could change your life tonight

Make her juice box wet, yeah, the broad lay pipeYeah, he ain't fuckin' any these bitches like ya celibate

She fuck wit me 'cause I'm hood and it's evident

I'm so hood, I just ball for the hell of it

I smoke good back kush for the smell of itThe whole world trippin', we ain't worried bout nothing

Still in the hood getting money we stuntin'

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsSpent two on the shoes, spent three on the pants

You ain't even paid your rent, man you hood clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsThey say that I was too hood for MTV or BET

So they can find me in a DC 6, just me and my bitch

That's a nine millimeter, getting money, droppin' bricksAll I do is get money, what the fuck do you do?

Spend ya time on myspace? Waste ya life on youtube?

Bitches tryin' to be something that they not, my dear

There's a whole lotta lame ass niggas out hereI am not one but I betcha I could spot one

Them lame ass niggas make me hit you with a shotgun

Tote tag, plastic bag, yellow tape to match

Out ridin' chalk lines, shawty it's a roundThe whole world trippin', we ain't worried bout nothing

Still in the hood getting money we stuntin'

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your handsSpent two on the shoes, spent three on the pants

You ain't even paid your rent, man you hood clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your hands

If you hood and you know it clap your hands, let's go

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