Deshawnte Juwan - Out Tha Hood

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I told momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood yeah
Get that understood yeah
Look, I told momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more struggling no more crying cause we all good
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood
Told baby momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more hustling no more struggling off these can goods
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood
Told momma no more struggling no more hustling make sure we all doing straight
Get us out the hood make sure that we’re safe
No more Ramen noodles steaks upon my plate
When you getting money niggas love to hate
Pissed off when my momma passed away
Made a promise I’ma get us out the hood
No more living bad now we’re living good
Stressing bad now I need some gasoline
Jumping on the bed project trampoline
In and out the hood you know what I mean
Focused on my kids still chasing cheese
I was bout it bout it you wasn’t really bout it
Get the fuck from ‘round me trying to feed my family
No more watching each other now we watching cable
On my last two dollars bumping Johnny Taylor
Working hard trying to get us out this hole
36 Oz whip it on the stove
When you getting money ain’t no going broke
36 Oz whip it on the stove
When you getting money ain’t no going broke (Ain’t no going broke)
36 Oz whip it on the stove
When you getting money ain’t no going broke
I told momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more struggling no more crying cause we all good
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood
Told baby momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more hustling no more struggling off these can goods
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood
Lost without a lot of people I done lost
Baby momma let me fuck you in the mouth
Plus I got a kid Braden getting big
Haven’t seen him since a nigga left the house
Walking in my life now they walking out
Voices in my head don’t know what they talking bout
I am not perfect never mean to hurt you
Everything I’m getting I probably do deserve it
With another nigga knowing a nigga hurting
Seeking for revenge doing that shit on purpose
I don’t argue with you I’m like yeah
Seven years passed can we run it back
Broke and no lights and I still had your back
Calling your phone, just respond with a text
I thought it was love we were just having sex
After the money shit, hand you the check
Lost your lil job you forgot all of that
Them diamonds them Ugg’s bitch I bought all of that
I’m calling for Braden, not calling me back
Seven years for nothing now a nigga struggling
Hopped off in the Camry now I’m in the bucket
Went from on the top, now a nigga struggling
Independent nigga still don’t ask for nothing
Get us out the hood I put that on my momma
I told momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more struggling no more crying cause we all good
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood
Told baby momma I’ma get us out this damn hood
No more hustling no more struggling off these can goods
I told momma I’ma make sure that we damn good
Yo youngest son got a plan get that understood Yeah

Written by:
Montell Washington

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