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Good morning Southeast Los Angeles!
This is Shneaky coming to you from Yung Papi radio
Bringing you the hottest track from Chris Carmona
Hood Classic
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Hood Classic”
- Featuring: CJ.Con
- Produced: CJ.Con, Chris Carmona
- Written: CJ.Con, Chris Carmona
- Recorded At: Nitecrawlerz Studios
- Release Date: February 14, 2020
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Hood Classic” Released in 2020
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[Intro: Shneaky]
Good morning Southeast Los Angeles!
This is Shneaky coming to you from Yung Papi radio
Bringing you the hottest track from Chris Carmona
Hood Classic
[Verse 1: Chris Carmona]
Six figures
Brown skin models
Me and my money bags
Rounding out the bottles
I'm rockin the tangibles
These honeys is animals
And lemme just say this first
I'm the greatest
All my fuckin homies clockin into they job
Grindin true to the dollar, never lookin to rob
If that muhfuckin boss stormin in with that noise
Get up right in they face, scream it loud for the boys
Aye, aye, aye
I'm the best, I'm the shit
I'm the, I'm the shit
No hay alguien mas mejor
Cuando canten español
I'm the best, I'm the shit
I'm the, I'm the shit
Encuentran me las hynas
Que me voy a cojer
Cuz I'm sneakin in to clubs
Always hella late
Mama’s sending prayers
Cuz I smoked before I ate
But I'm the youngest one around
Always counted out
Dedicate a finger
To the bitches missin out
That’s loud, woah that’s loud
Aya, muy bien, patras
SELA boi
Makey moves
Bell kid reppin
Movie makey
Brown Led Zeppelin
Climbing ranks
All the time
Look at me
What a mind
What of mine
Did you see
Look behind
You'll miss me
I choose you
To unsee (Yiiiif)
Skrrt skrrt on your lowered expectations
Now I'm in charge o' muhfuckin invitations
Them foos is lame and they know I'm the basis
Take it from me, spoken words from the greatest
22 with a muthafuckin Lexus
I'm 22 with a muthafuckin Lexus
I'm 22 with a muthafuckin Lexus
When I roll up bitches scream
"You can sex this!"
All my fuckin homies clockin into they job
Grindin true to the dollar, never lookin to rob
If that muhfuckin boss stormin in with that noise
Get up right in they face, scream it loud for the boys