Pants Hang Low by Plies
[Intro - Plies talking:]
Aye, man, muthafucka just told me to pull my pants up homie (What?)
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka
and told him i'm from the hood and that's how shit go
[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cuz if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
[Verse 1 - Plies:]
I'm from the home of goon, city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life, you ain't want no problems
If you sweet and you know it, fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, fuck with no revolvers
Real street nigga, need a real good lawyer
Last two cases, bought four charges
In the hood, couple rules that you must follow
If you don't then, slugs'a be in your body
Want my paper, get my shawty
Hustle all day, try to ride big body
Been with three dope boys, hood call 'em garbage
Will I still fuck'a, I don't know, yeah, prolly
Just a hood nigga with alot of swag shawty
Who I hang with the most, prolly my 40
Been labeled a goon, that's what the hood call me
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie, that's regardless
[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cuz if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
|
