Boyz N Da Hood Everybody Know Me Lyrics

[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3, (Zone 3) Straight up out da gutta everbody know me, (who), Gorilla z-zoe, (everybody) on the east (zoe), southwest Atlana everybody know me. Big Duke, (Big Duke) Old Gee, (Old Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

[Verse 1:]
I'm a grown man, yeah thats what my momma said
Ask her for a key while she packing up my underwear
Underwear, Over there, only got a couple pair, i've been f___ed up all my life, Dont know body who even care
Who dont care?
They Dont Care!
Dat old n____ know me i be all up in da air while they holden up my scroudum
I da told em,
u aint told em
Yes i did,
Now it time to show them cuz the industry still think that we bullshitten
I aint quitten
I aint either, I'm still baggin up the reefa
n____ know me cuz i be the one thats always talkin reefa
What chu want?
real team cuz i will try as a man n____, know me cuz a n____ stil a hanging around the countryback,
Tell them why they really know you
They dont wanna know
Yeah they do
Not for hanging on the corner with a blunt or two
And by nighttime, n____ know that im the truth, Pistol in my drawer, doing the same s___ my momma do, Edgehanger

[Verse 2:]
Yeah I'm Gorilla Zoe, mr missed to stack the door
right der by the corner store, and everybody f___in know
You f___in know!
You f___ing right
Thinkin this a open mike, my candy read U.S.A, n____ this is real life
Life twice, yeah right, i can be gone anyday< Everybody love me at my grave or what they suposed to say, A!
What
Let me Tell you something
f___ these n_____s wanna know
East boy, tnt dem up, and gorilla zoe
b____ no
b____ No
I aint trickin eevryday
You my favourtite baby daddy im riding wit chu anyway
U ride cuz u tired livin by the quarter mile, n____s know me everytime for mr. exit 65
Yeah, the 6-5 we ride on, 2-fo we slide
Through the eastside, despised by those who lie
Check my background, my beef is certified
Break bread with killers say breads would murder guys, thats whats up

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, we on whole other level, no deals with the devil
my c___ is what we pedel, yeah the flags are still those rebels
They know me cuz i keep it G
Yeah n____ me too, see, breeze been a g so long, haterz better be cool cuz
I'm still that cat there at-a
c___ back some shots at-a
n____ bout my stacks
you can
go run and tell that n____,
kick down your front door,
where im from we front-doe,(doe)
Yeah n_____ we cut doe (doe)
Flatline you punk ho's
We aint leanin or rockin ova here, (rocking ova here), cuz if I get to snappin then im poppin over there, (poppin over there) n____ (n____)
A!? I aint stoppin like a dare, (dare), stacks on deck big pockets ova here, (pockets ova here)
glock 40, a whole lot of rifels
yeah im a gangsta but not a dicipel, ha
Pce Ouutt, A-Town beee,
Boyz n da hood, you dont like it hell then scream at them (then)