CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hood story episode 1
Oh yeah I stopped shootin choppers
I still gottem I still coppem
But im kinda tired of em
Oh yeah I dont spray and pray
Oh yeah I stalk a boy like prey for 6 nights and 7 days
I like it better this way
Oh yeah I like them .22s too
Theyre easier to use
Oh yeah I likem silenced to
So they can't hear what I do
Oh yeah
Oh yeah I dont likem silenced tho
I like a fram oil filter with no hole a threaded barrel
And its in no one name
Oh yeah I put it in a back pack
Oh yеah I cut a hole in the side of that
Oh yеah I dont wear it across my back
I got it tightened against my chest for the access
Oh yeah im on a busa Im on that bike
Ridin round town on that motorcycle
And free little dike
Oh yeah I got the helmet on so they can't see me
And its at nite so if they see me they really dont see me
Oh yeah I see you at the light I pull up beside you
Oh yeah its red so we sit for awhile
I put the bike up in neutral before I shoot you
I hit the gas and the engine just blows ass
Oh yeah
And when its loud and no one can hear
Left hand in the bag the trigger I feel I check my mirrors
Aim it at ya
Full concealment so you ain't even know you about to go b*st*rd
You look over cuz the engine goin
I keep it revin up & I shoot you and it took a couple shots just to aim it right
I see you flinching and jumping and sh*t
While I hitch ya and get whitchya
And your b*t*h with ya but this ain't about her
Your feet ease of the brake and idle forward
Oh yeah
The backpack catch all the shell ain't none at the scene
I let go and grab the clutch Im gone at the green
30 seconds im a mile away
Police dont chase bikes cuz they know ill get away
Oh yeah I toss the shells all over the road
Where the silencer and the gloves go
Oh yeah I burn the bag and clean the gun
I change the color of the plastics on my bike for the next one
Oh yeah
Bam
I still gottem I still coppem
But im kinda tired of em
Oh yeah I dont spray and pray
Oh yeah I stalk a boy like prey for 6 nights and 7 days
I like it better this way
Oh yeah I like them .22s too
Theyre easier to use
Oh yeah I likem silenced to
So they can't hear what I do
Oh yeah
Oh yeah I dont likem silenced tho
I like a fram oil filter with no hole a threaded barrel
And its in no one name
Oh yeah I put it in a back pack
Oh yеah I cut a hole in the side of that
Oh yеah I dont wear it across my back
I got it tightened against my chest for the access
Oh yeah im on a busa Im on that bike
Ridin round town on that motorcycle
And free little dike
Oh yeah I got the helmet on so they can't see me
And its at nite so if they see me they really dont see me
Oh yeah I see you at the light I pull up beside you
Oh yeah its red so we sit for awhile
I put the bike up in neutral before I shoot you
I hit the gas and the engine just blows ass
Oh yeah
And when its loud and no one can hear
Left hand in the bag the trigger I feel I check my mirrors
Aim it at ya
Full concealment so you ain't even know you about to go b*st*rd
You look over cuz the engine goin
I keep it revin up & I shoot you and it took a couple shots just to aim it right
I see you flinching and jumping and sh*t
While I hitch ya and get whitchya
And your b*t*h with ya but this ain't about her
Your feet ease of the brake and idle forward
Oh yeah
The backpack catch all the shell ain't none at the scene
I let go and grab the clutch Im gone at the green
30 seconds im a mile away
Police dont chase bikes cuz they know ill get away
Oh yeah I toss the shells all over the road
Where the silencer and the gloves go
Oh yeah I burn the bag and clean the gun
I change the color of the plastics on my bike for the next one
Oh yeah
Bam
