Shely210 - The Woods Lyrics


Hook
Let me show you what’s good Cuz
Let me tell you how it goes in my hood
***** ***** up on the map, where my J’s never lack
Yeah that twenty-two-ten Cuz, welcome to the woods

Let me show you what’s good Cuz
Let me tell you how it goes in my hood
***** ***** up on the map, where my J’s never lack
Yeah that twenty-two-ten Cuz, welcome to the woods

Verse 1
***** ***** down and around Cuz
In a cup, ***** ***** on nothing
Whole lot of p***ies backing each other
Speaking on facts, your whole team bluffing

I know I’m good on my ends bruh
Don’t be calling up to do you no favors
F**k around with the G’z going to have you begging please
One call I’ll get you lazer’d

Nothing major, whole team about business
F**k the petty s**t, focus on the paper
Pull up to your ends from *** to attack
P***y boy caught a fade, no taper

In an instance, there like a shipment
Inform my set, Imma always get a distance
Any ***** *****, it’s Gucci
Know I got large stacks, get crazy

Keep talking that talk
Mines what’s yours, and we’ll have to stretch it out like Jay-V
It is what it is
Don’t talk, stay hush, all my lads get back to business
They don’t know about my block
What’s good in the Woods, it’s that twenty-two district

Hook
Let me show you what’s good Cuz
Let me tell you how it goes in my hood
***** ***** up on the map, where my J’s never lack
Yeah that twenty-two-ten Cuz, welcome to the woods

Let me show you what’s good Cuz
Let me tell you how it goes in my hood
***** ***** up on the map, where my J’s never lack
Yeah that twenty-two-ten Cuz, welcome to the woods
Verse 2
Yeah my goons is legit
Don’t do rules but we stick to the G-Code
Too many handouts, too many cheap c**ts
All out searching for a cheat code

Ladz got it on reload
If you want to run mouth, watch the whole gang go beast-mode
Less talk, now listen
My G’z be about that life, running straight for the *****, f**k the system
Got hitters on lock, got drillers on the move
Cooking up, cooking up, no kitchen
Checkmate when we take that tally
Got mine on the urge, don’t know our position, it’s different

We move, we groove
But we do all of that in silence
Try test around here, get checked around here guranteed
Watch the gang get violent

Looking lost on your first ***** s**t
No champagne-papi searching for guidance
Try to raid us Cuz
Could be hot or cold, **** a two-three chop like the climate

Now run that, run that, ship back ***** *****
Make sure that it’s understood
That it’s two-one-O or nothing
Imma always back my hood


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