Glasses Malone Ft. Kirko Bangz & The Game - Too Hood (Lyrics)

[Chorus: Kirko Bangz] I’m too hood for you (I like it)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh but I like it)

I’m too hood for you (I, I like it, yeah)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh, woah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Glasses Malone] How would you like if I took you to the hood

Where we up to no good, serving that good

Serving, serving that good

Won’t nobody say nothing, girl I got pull

We can pull up in the whip-worker house

Leave the motor running, both hop out

Ain’t nobody take it, might take pictures

That’s life when you hanging with a fixture

Since 15 I been building this rap

Cash rules e’rythang, I don’t take checks

Cash rules e’rythang, I don’t do chores

Have you ever seen a wad of cash this large?

Well here, this shit let them all do your thing

Chess not checkers, powers and your queen

Bet it okay with the styles in my jeans

Know your friends don’t approve but you proud as can be

I’m from the hood girl

[Chorus: Kirko Bangz] I’m too hood for you (I like it)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh but I like it)

I’m too hood for you (I, I like it, yeah)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh, woah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Glasses Malone] Making moves, making moves, that’s what hood niggas do

Gucci girl in Gucci shoes

I might rock the J’s, Holograms on back

You really with a thug? Where yours? We can match

Hit the Slawson swap meet and blow a rack

Really from the hood and I could go back

Know you like that, this life I’m living

When I’m on the air, respect I’m getting

And baby I’m getting it, and you can get with it

Me and broke niggas like A-Tray and Sixties

We don’t get along, thuggin’ and I’m on

Tired of these squares? Come and thug with Malone

We can hit Roscoe, food off the chain

The one on Manchester, right up off of Maine

The rappers don’t go and only real niggas ball

Rappers get exposed, round of applause

It’s the hood girl

[Chorus: Kirko Bangz] I’m too hood for you (I like it)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh but I like it)

I’m too hood for you (I, I like it, yeah)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh, woah, yeah)

[Bridge] La la la la (Ooh)

La la la la (Ooh)

La la la la (Ooh)

La la la la (Ooh)

[Verse 3: Game] I took a 100 racks and put it on a Benz

I ain’t even got a crib, nigga staying with his friends

10 year flip now a nigga get his ends

Took the Bentley Dre sent me and put it on rims

I am simply the God out here, the Nas out here

Glasses, tell em I’m classic

Anything I put out forever be on that plastic

How I make it outta Compton (it’s the rock, you bastards)

Used to bang Hov in my eye rocket, get high, know I drop

Sit on my grandmother’s porch, ask God “why ‘Pac?”

And since he gone, I rep my city to the fullest

Only thing that can stop me is a bullet, pull it, nigga

[Chorus: Kirko Bangz] I’m too hood for you (I like it)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh but I like it)

I’m too hood for you (I, I like it, yeah)

I’m too hood for you (Ooh, woah, yeah)