Cobra íl Vero - In the Hood Lyrics

Yeah
It’s the weekend Ian kicked it in A minute
It started off in the beginning a funny feeling
My phone blowing up every second it ring
So I ain’t no telling what today gone bring
I hit my nigga Ed up im like Whats the deal homie ?
He said Headed to the hood bout To chill homie, bet that
A, I’m bout to touch down
Grab one of those
Call Frost tryna see who got the Dominos
He say they waiting on me
They got a table jumping
BBQ grill on fire
Stereo bumping
It seem like everybody from the Hood is in the hood
And ain’t nobody tripping
So it’s all good
“Buy a 12 pack or something”
Shit I know you able
Looked around fucked around And seen a spade table
I see em breaking down cigars
Popping tops on beers
This gone be a hellafied day Here
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Let me cover my nose up
Cause I smell weed
But if you take me to the Liquor Store the bottle on me
We ain’t fucking with
The bootleg cause gin
Ain’t enough
See a couple niggas rolling
They got gin in they cup
See I’m thinking bout ciroc
My nigga want some Paul
Big homie want some Remy
I’m like fuck it
Let’s get it all!
We hop up in the whip and it’s
Funny to me
He playing Cobra
I got So Much Money on Me!
So, it’s only right
That I let the window down
Hang out
And put my A’s up
Cause we on now
Pull off, ride for a minute
Pull up at the liquor store like
Let’s get it!
We walk in
Everybody shorts and beaters
Fuck a pint
We need a couple fifths
And some liters
Take me to the convenience
Store, I need a cup and some ice
I’m bout to po up
I’m ready to get right
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
I just got up off the spade table
It’s all cool
By this time I got my shirt off
I’m acting a fool
Walk to the sidewalk
Respond to a text
See some niggas slap boxing
I’m like “I got next”
Some shooting dice
Some playing basketball
Some playing madden 11
And some on the wall
I seen Ed look like that nigga
Having fun
Slap the table
Hollin domino to the top of his Lungs
I see frost and flip
They running spades
I can’t count how many niggas Putting blunts to they face
I smell like orange kush
I don’t even smoke nigga
Where that ciroc at?
Po me up some mo nigga
It’s time to eat now
And in a lot of ways
Today done turned into a
Damn thug holiday
We doing it big
I’m chillin with my manis
On top of that
Ace just flew in from Kansas
(What up?)
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood

Yeah
It’s the weekend Ian kicked it in A minute
It started off in the beginning a funny feeling
My phone blowing up every second it ring
So I ain’t no telling what today gone bring
I hit my nigga Ed up im like Whats the deal homie ?
He said Headed to the hood bout To chill homie, bet that
A, I’m bout to touch down
Grab one of those
Call Frost tryna see who got the Dominos
He say they waiting on me
They got a table jumping
BBQ grill on fire
Stereo bumping
It seem like everybody from the Hood is in the hood
And ain’t nobody tripping
So it’s all good
“Buy a 12 pack or something”
Shit I know you able
Looked around fucked around And seen a spade table
I see em breaking down cigars
Popping tops on beers
This gone be a hellafied day Here
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Let me cover my nose up
Cause I smell weed
But if you take me to the Liquor Store the bottle on me
We ain’t fucking with
The bootleg cause gin
Ain’t enough
See a couple niggas rolling
They got gin in they cup
See I’m thinking bout ciroc
My nigga want some Paul
Big homie want some Remy
I’m like fuck it
Let’s get it all!
We hop up in the whip and it’s
Funny to me
He playing Cobra
I got So Much Money on Me!
So, it’s only right
That I let the window down
Hang out
And put my A’s up
Cause we on now
Pull off, ride for a minute
Pull up at the liquor store like
Let’s get it!
We walk in
Everybody shorts and beaters
Fuck a pint
We need a couple fifths
And some liters
Take me to the convenience
Store, I need a cup and some ice
I’m bout to po up
I’m ready to get right
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
I just got up off the spade table
It’s all cool
By this time I got my shirt off
I’m acting a fool
Walk to the sidewalk
Respond to a text
See some niggas slap boxing
I’m like “I got next”
Some shooting dice
Some playing basketball
Some playing madden 11
And some on the wall
I seen Ed look like that nigga
Having fun
Slap the table
Hollin domino to the top of his Lungs
I see frost and flip
They running spades
I can’t count how many niggas Putting blunts to they face
I smell like orange kush
I don’t even smoke nigga
Where that ciroc at?
Po me up some mo nigga
It’s time to eat now
And in a lot of ways
Today done turned into a
Damn thug holiday
We doing it big
I’m chillin with my manis
On top of that
Ace just flew in from Kansas
(What up?)
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood
Early in the afternoon
Niggas steady showing up
Liquor bottles everywhere
Blunts getting rolled up
Spade tabes, dominos
Everybody good
This is just another day in the hood
This is just another day in the Hood