Hood Stuck Lyrics - Back For The First Time - Ludacris

[Chorus] 

Eastside, eastside nigga what? 

(Eastside, eastside nigga what?) 

I'm talk bout the Westside, westside nigga what? 

(Westside, westside nigga what?) 

Northside, northside nigga what? 

(Northside, northside nigga what?) 

Southside, southside nigga what? 

(Southside, southside nigga what?) 

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Good luck, time to get hood stuck 

Caldasac trap, Mr. Good Stuff 

Ludacris give me 20 push-ups 

Last summer, got the hook up 

You know what I did 

Who'd ever thought up they grew up on one of the BeBe Kids 

Type of rat, sat on my ass 

And fiendin' for cash 

Almost got signed with Puff Puff, but I think I'll pass 

Now what we got 'round here is a 20-20 twins 

and whats up in my hand, is a bottle of Gin 

I love women so I'm in it to win it 

In it to green 

In it to get in it and get in it again 

You got two booties so you whipping yo chin 

And I don't blame you 

I lay in the sand, y'all lay in the snow and make angels 

My ice piece dangle 

make my chest look older 

Touch it and fall apart like yo High school folder 

I'ma Trojan man, BHS hall supplier 

Shady park resident and southside Rider 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

Get back, time to get hood jacked 

Gold chain, took that 

World of Ghetto fabulous Dopeboys and Hoodrats 

Be careful what you look at 

cause you looking to long 

You might go blind in my briefs cause my dick is too long 

I'm getting nutt while I'm singin this song 

and there is enough for everybody in da party 

while y'all hitting th bong 

But y'all be hitting my schlong 

you play the flute quite nicely 

When teeth interrupt, you can watch as I get fiesty 

Oh no, you suckers didn't request back up 

Broads I seem to rack up 

When I pull the gold actor 

Get slapped up 

Drove up the wall 

Put it in Reverse 

you can hope for the best, but expect the worst 

You at a place like some D's on a Hurst 

Its quite funny 

Phat Rabbit, playboy bunny 

It seems as if that's what I need 

Filthy south and D's 

That's why I roll in from the Southside breeze 

Give it to me now 

[Chorus] 

Your pick time to get hood sick 

Hit'em wit a good lick 

Clean out yo house from the couch to the toothpick 

EastSide Ruthless 

WestSide leave 'em clueless 

My Northside mackers got dis broads acting foolish 

And do this for a living 

while you stuck up in yo cubicle 

Nightlife running dis streets, it sounds beautiful 

Women break a cuticle 

Ballas break bread 

Southside, I represent it till I'm dead 

What what 

[Chorus: x2]