Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Hood Ratz lyrics

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(feat. Anybody Killa)



[Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]

The sun goes down, and I crept out the cemetery

Lookin' for hood rat hoes, like this bitch Mary

Known to fuck, known to suck

Every nigga that I know done been in the guts

But when it came to me, she wanted to front

Said my gear was dirty and smelled of dead funk

She probably woulda kept talkin', if I let her

But I slapped her in the mouth and put my dick in for pleasure

Then she started actin' erotic, and got excited

Story done changed and in the pussy I'm invited

She wanted me to tag the pussy, wax the pussy

Go down south, hold up bitch, get the fuck out!

(You ain't famous, bitch!) And if so, I don't give a fuck

I stay real with dirty hoes and love to get my dick a suck

Don't get it flipped ho, you's a hood rat

Only good for fuckin' and suckin' cause it's like that



[Hook]

Bitch, you's a hood rat (I'M JUST TRYIN' TO FUCK!)

Do it like a rat (FACE DOWN, ASS UP!)

Chicken head, dirty ass, no good trick

Hood rat bitch, you can (SUCK THIS DICK!)



[Verse 2: Anybody Killa]

Old school rhymes bring back teenage memories

Like when I was datin' Betty and fuckin' Denise

Or drinkin' Sisco in the park with some hoes after dark

Play hide and go get it like a sport

But things change, fuck Sisco, fuck the park

We want more from the bitches wit a brand new car

Semen swallowers, orgasm hollowers

Hit it from the back chronic sack, smokin' girls with mad dollars



[Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]

Now it's a whole new day, different story

Ran into a bitch named Tracy and her cousin Tori

They was walkin' and they needed a ride

Pulled up to the curb and they both got inside

Cracked open the 4-0, then I took a sip

Now which one of y'all bitches suckin' my dick?

Then they knew the time, cause they down for the benefit

Hood rat hoes, pussy always warm and wet



[Hook]

Bitch, you's a hood rat (I'M JUST TRYIN' TO FUCK!)

Do it like a rat (FACE DOWN, ASS UP!)

Chicken head, dirty ass, no good trick

Hood rat bitch, you can (SUCK THIS DICK!)



[Verse 4: Anybody Killa]

Every day in the neighborhood, it's a hood rat fest

Joggin' pants and house shoes with they hair a mess

Hoochie mamas causin' drama like a 9 to 5

(You's my baby daddy, J!) Bitch, that kid ain't mine!

I was strollin' to the liquor sto', one day

Smokin' on a big fuckin', fat J

Seen a chicken head comin', my way

It was a toss up, had this killa straight up amazed

It was a good day, never had to take the 9 off safety

Every feind that I seen was glad to pay me

5-0 ridin' by wavin' high

Without the bright lights from the ghetto bird in the sky

Today's the first time I ever seen the hood could look fine

Get this, weedman sellin' twenties for dimes

Oooh! perfect future in my dead crazy past

Dirty gangsta money gets you dirty gangsta ass!



[Hook x2]

Bitch, you's a hood rat (I'M JUST TRYIN' TO FUCK!)

Do it like a rat (FACE DOWN, ASS UP!)

Chicken head, dirty ass, no good trick

Hood rat bitch, you can (SUCK THIS DICK!)
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