Lyrics to Back Hooping
My nigga, Jew3lz made the beat
Hey, Jew3lz, you made this?
Hey, this motherfucker crazy
Ay, ay, ay, ay
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
Face shots, leave a nigga out here mask crooked
Little brodie don′t know how to read, but he'll grab something
Had to grip that shit tight when that mag busting
My brother know I got him, I pack something
Family turned to suckers, are you mad, cousin?
Yeah, snake mentality
It's the faculty, white flagging every gang ′cause I′m family
So much water on my neck, it's damn near burning
Who cuz? Push up on blood, we surrounding him
Amiri jeans, pockets filled up with salary
I get my cheese, then I leave, bitch, I′m out of here (I'm gone)
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
I'm back hooping, fresh from doing time, it′s what the people fear
I′ll take a dub and walk him down before I shed a tear
Perp' baby thuggin′ on the 6, I did it up for years
Body on that blicking, if I was packing up, I got 30 clear
I was doing skits before these niggas started pulling something
Hacking niggas down the same opp, who said he wouldn't run?
Bitch, I′m activated, fuck a prank and split a wig
Sober slidin' through they turf, I get up on them if he get closer
Fuck if you don′t bang, like what you doing after dark hanging?
Yeah, I'll be on rapper shit, but really known for gun slinging
Part-time nothing, bitch, I'm banging to the death of me
On Evil Shot, I′ma keep it rabbit, they don′t test me
I shoot shit, get busy when it's action, took a burnt weapon
Fuck a role model, hanging with us, Betty learn stepping
DOA for sure, I get it done, don′t need a bus second
First degree murders popping off before I turned freshman
Hey, Jew3lz, you made this?
Hey, this motherfucker crazy
Ay, ay, ay, ay
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
Face shots, leave a nigga out here mask crooked
Little brodie don′t know how to read, but he'll grab something
Had to grip that shit tight when that mag busting
My brother know I got him, I pack something
Family turned to suckers, are you mad, cousin?
Yeah, snake mentality
It's the faculty, white flagging every gang ′cause I′m family
So much water on my neck, it's damn near burning
Who cuz? Push up on blood, we surrounding him
Amiri jeans, pockets filled up with salary
I get my cheese, then I leave, bitch, I′m out of here (I'm gone)
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
I made this for the trenches, ain′t rap music
Smoke a nigga when you sleep, gotta adapt to it
Pull the okey-doke on him, them niggas that stupid (that okey-doke)
Tell my mama I'm sorry, her son back hooping
I'm back hooping, fresh from doing time, it′s what the people fear
I′ll take a dub and walk him down before I shed a tear
Perp' baby thuggin′ on the 6, I did it up for years
Body on that blicking, if I was packing up, I got 30 clear
I was doing skits before these niggas started pulling something
Hacking niggas down the same opp, who said he wouldn't run?
Bitch, I′m activated, fuck a prank and split a wig
Sober slidin' through they turf, I get up on them if he get closer
Fuck if you don′t bang, like what you doing after dark hanging?
Yeah, I'll be on rapper shit, but really known for gun slinging
Part-time nothing, bitch, I'm banging to the death of me
On Evil Shot, I′ma keep it rabbit, they don′t test me
I shoot shit, get busy when it's action, took a burnt weapon
Fuck a role model, hanging with us, Betty learn stepping
DOA for sure, I get it done, don′t need a bus second
First degree murders popping off before I turned freshman
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