Letra de Fire Place - Belly Gang Kushington

I just pulled back through the hood…

Aye… aye….aye

Bust a right on Fairburn road and

Keep straight to the hood

Bust a right on 405 you know that’s my hood

My grandma used to cook for the whole projects

But we didn’t have no fire place

We ain’t have no fire wood

We ain’t have no fire place get it

We ain’t have nobody in the hood that’s my race

In the hood with my face

In the hood that’s my place

She used to stay right in the front

I had a room that’s my place

Had a broom in my safe

My cousin caught a body in the back he went to prison

My auntie went to church

Every Sunday like she a Christian

They used to come and look for them birdies

But they was hidden

My uncle used to trap in a burgundy expedition

I used to take em for his word but damn he used to steal

Damn man on the block on the curb man it was real

I learned how to ride a bike on top of the hill

I learned how to sell a block on top of the pills

I learned how to beat a case without a appeal

I learned how to have a baby without a reveal

I learned how to hide a strap and put it in my pants

I used to stuff it in my pocket

I learned how to conceal

Bust a right on Fairburn road and

Keep straight to the hood

Bust a right on 405 you know that’s my hood

My grandma used to cook for the whole projects

But we didn’t have no fire place

We ain’t have no fire wood

We ain’t have no fire place get it

We ain’t have nobody in the hood that’s my race

In the hood with my face

In the hood that’s my place

She used to stay right in the front

I had a room that’s my place

Had a broom in my safe

Keep straight to the hood…

Used to come and look for

Them birdies but they was hidden…

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