Mr. Woody - 42 Dugg

Helluva made this beat baby

Bitch (Bitch)

Ayy free Lil easy, Bitch

(Back to the street shit)

And free Skeet bitch (Back to the street shit)

I ain’t high bitch I’m in the city (Bitch, bitch)

Fuck with me (Bitch, bitch, back to the street shit)

Back to the street shit

Bitch, bitch, Back to the street shit (4 gang in this)

I ain’t high bitch I’m in the city

Ain’t into talking nigga, la-la-la

Ain’t been the same bitch since I got shot (Duh)

My leg hurt, aye but he got dropped

We got knots

Free my pop, fuck my opps

Nah for real (Bitch!)

You gon make more than the news, if you touch my watch

Yelling free my Uncle Nells ()

You ain’t never take a life, I can tell

How to playing murder in that cell, kinda shook ya

Give me dub, I’ll cook it (Pussy!)

Hunnit thousand on me all

Seven murders in, all

Quick to top something just for looking

Quick to drop something, I’m a bully

Handgun chop, its a fully

Old school chop, Mr. Woody (Mr. Woody nigga, y’all niggas know how we coming)

Bitch don’t come around asking bout nobody (Bitch)

Every nigga round me toting

on the wood cause he dropped me

Fucking getting mad, cause he had

Four chops deep when we ride

Big fours, bitch you can’t

Hustle boys, yeah I got it tatted

Push yo shit back cause he ready

Back to the street shit

I was gone, now I’m back on the east bitch

I ain’t high bitch I’m in the city

4 gang, to no gang nigga