DaBoyDame ft. Jeezy, Yo Gotti – Hood Go Crazy

Lyrics Hood Go Crazy – DaBoyDame feat. Jeezy, Yo Gotti, Project Poppa

Man, you play too much
The streets need this
I had to make that call
I said, I had to make that call
This s**t ’bout to go crazy
If you from the hood
Bang your s**t
Let me see where you from

My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy, yeah
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy, yeah
My hood go crazy, crazy yeah, yeah
My hood go crazy
Let’s get it, yeah, yeah, yeah

Still a Westside legen, ask the block about me
Yeah, them b**ches in the city goin’ Pac about me
F**k ’round, get to trippin’, get dropped about me
Ask who the brick man, they gon’ talk about me
Left the Pyrex sticky
Served the red and the blue team, politics was tricky
A millionaire wearin’ Dickies
Bought the Lexus off the lot then I drove it straight to Nicky’s
Broad on the Eastside, yeah, that’s where I kept the work
Used to weigh them two-fifties every time she went to work
Pyrex bowl, little water, little tide
Gangland, n**ga, and I took it worldwide
My hood go

My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy, yeah
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy, yeah, yeah
My hood go crazy, crazy, ayy
My hood go crazy

I’m Mr. 30108, n**ga, king of the North
If you play with real n**gas, you gon’ end up short
I got Navy SEALs n**gas, we got guns like the Navy
If we don’t f**k with you n**gas so it ain’t all gravy
I’m on that dope boy s**t so it’s f**k you, pay me
And we got thick hood b**ches and they ratchet and crazy
But I love a hood b**ch so she might have my baby
I’d move her out the hood and buy the ho a Mercedes
N**ga, I sold more cookies than the candy lady
And I’m from the crack era, I’m a 80’s/eighties baby
And my hood go insane
I’m Yo Gotti, I’m a legend to the dope game, I am

My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy, yeah
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy
My hood go crazy, crazy, uh
My hood go crazy
Yeah, damn, what’s happenin’, n**ga
My hood go crazy
Crazy, this s**t ’bout to go crazy, n**ga
My hood go crazy
I don’t think they ready

Who that, who that, who that is, b**ch, that’s Project Poppa
Young ville n**ga, man, I been around them choppas
Stop shoutin’ out the Bay if you ain’t been to the town
Stop shoutin’ out the town if you ain’t never around
Only f**k with real n**gas who gotta stay away
My hood go crazy, better stay away
Little n**ga, lay you down for that gold chain
Little n**ga go crazy with the AK
Granny on the porch all traumatized
Why her only grandson got the .45
Ghetto baby, where everything is do or die
My hood go crazy for a homicide…

Written by DaBoyDame, Yo Gotti, Jeezy & Project Poppa
Produced by DaBoyDame
DaBoyDame | Jeezy | Yo Gotti | Project Poppa | 2022