Function In The Hood lyrics

[Intro]
Romo
That's on Norf, ayy
That's on Norf, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Rucci]
Boolin' with some b*tches from the valley, ayy
Ayy, smokin' on a whole bunch of bally, ayy
Ayy, hitting up in the alley, ayy (That's on Norf)
Hitting licks with your b*tch, Me and Rally, ayy
Troopin' and whoopin', hoppin' out shootin'
What's your motherf*ckin' name? They call me Rucci
Getting racks to the face, b*tch, I'm rich, is you stupid?
Took an L, now I'm back, hallelujah
You step on my shoes, n*gga, that's your ass, ayy
Leave you broke with no hope, that's your bad
If you know me, you know I'll blow racks in this b*tch, ayy
Bigdawg Baby, yeah, I'm brackin' and sh*t

[Chorus: Rucci]
I'm from the bity of the champs where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when you hear that gun c*ck, ayy
Lil' n*gga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a n*gga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)
[Verse 2: AzChike]
We ain't getting in, then you know we going dumb
Get the smoke out this cig, you finna cough up a lung
My money old, but I still pack it young
You pay for protection, I'm in the Norf for the fun, bring a gun
I'm hanging out this window with this two piece
Pull up with that god damn and hit 'em with that ooh-wee
What up Five, I spent 6K at Louis
If the pus*y really mines, b*tch, tat it on your coochie
Uh, I'm with the whoops in a hoopty
How you on the Norf and you don't even know Rucci?
I don't know this b*tch, it's a hoop for a hoochie
And I can walk around the hood with seven bands in my Ksubis, n*gga

[Chorus: Rucci]
From the bity of the champs where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when you hear that gun c*ck, ayy
Lil' n*gga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a n*gga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)

[Verse 3: Rucci]
b*tch, we fired up, get fired on if you size up, ayy
Inglewood all sides, don't try us
In the back of this 'Bach gettin' dome
I could never be broke, money blowing up my phone
And this Glock two-toned, my b*tch too bad
Ayy, pull up in a big body Benz, who is that? Ayy
Yeah, it's me, R-U-Double-C
D-A-W-G, now tell 'em where you from
[Chorus: Rucci]
I'm from the bity of the champs where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when you hear that gun c*ck, ayy
Lil' n*gga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a n*gga with a twelve gauge shotty
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb
It's a function in the hood, then the homies gon' come
We ain't getting in, then you know we go dumb (That's on Norf)