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Ludacris
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Hood Stuck
Chorus：
Eastside, Eastside nigga what
Westside, Westside nigga what
Northside Northside nigga what
Southside, Southside nigga what
Verse 1:
Goodluck time to get hoodstuck
Cultersack trapped Mr. Goodstuff
Ludacris give me 20 pushups
Last summer got the hook up
You know what I did
Who ever thought they grew up I one of the
Babe kids
Diaper rash still on my ass
And fiending for cash
Almost got signed wit Puff Puff
But I think I l pass
Now what we call this around here is some
Twenty twin twin
And what up in my hand is a bottle of gin
I love women so I in it to win
In it to grin
In it to get in it and get in it again
You got 2 booty so you wiping your chin
And I don blame you
I lay in the sand
And y ll lay in snow and make angels
My ice piece dangles and makes my chest look older
Touch it and fall apart like your high school folder
I a Trojan man
BHS hall supplier
Shady park resident and Southside ryder
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
Get back
Time to get hood jacked
Gold chain took that
World of ghetto fabulous dope boys and hood rats
Be careful what you look at
You looking to long
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You might go blind in my briefs cause
My dick is too long
I getting neck while I singing this song
And it enough for everybody in the party
While ya hitting the bong
But y ll be hitting my shlong
You play the flute quite nicely
When teeth interrupt you can watch
As I get feisty
Oh no
You suck again request back up
Broads I seem to rack up
When I pull the gold c up
Get slapped up drove up the wall
Put in reverse
You could hope for the best but expect the worse
You out of place like some D on a Hurst
It quite funny
Fat Rabbit play boy bunny
It seems as if that what I need
Filthy South indeed
That why I rose from the Southside Breed
Give it to me now
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
Good picktime to get hook sick
Hit em wit a good lick
Clean out yo house from the couch to the toothpick
Eastside ruthless
Westside leave them clueless
My northside nackers got these broads acting foolish
And do this for a living while you stuck up in
Your cubical
Nightlife running these streets it sounds beautiful
Women break they cuticles
Ballers break bread
Southside I l represent it until I dead
(Chorus)
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