Hood love — текст песни (Tragedy Khadafi f Rashida)

Is there nothing in this world, that you love enough?
that you would kill for?

[Verse 1]
My low gold on your chest
Right about your breast
Aint nothing realer in this world then a thugs currest
May god bless every thing your hands can touch
I feel you, like the haze rolled up in the dutch
Cuz you straight like henny in a plast cup
And you will clap a fed if they tried to bag me up
Even war with the D`s if they snatch me up
You so tight, plus u keep it real as fuck
You my soul mate, never worry bout other men
My heart was numb, taught a thug how to love again
Your my homie level friend in this love affair never end
Mommy I never break and baby I never end
I give my life and my soul to breathe
You would rather see me live and we raise these seeds
I was lost till you came in my time of need
As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Rashida]
Your the love of my life
No matter what we go through this time
Imma` stand by you so strong
I`m not going no where, imma hold on

[Verse 3: Tragedy]
Yo
I love you like a CR date when Niggaz max out
That`s why I stay on my grind, never assed out
You realer then these fake thugs when you mash out
The stash house making love till we pass out
[?] girl and i feel you like every borough
I know it`s real cuz your movement is so through
You so gully, you funky like blood money
Baby nines` in your coach bag, red buggy
You style out when gizzard heads in my face
Gangsta, you a lady cuz you stay in your place
I respect that, ups and downs we had our set backs
My baby`s moms wilin out I had to dead that
Remember times I was flat broke no joke
Young when we met, both our mothers shot dope
The hoods in us, through it all gods with us
you a female version of me thats why its good with us

[Chorus till fade]