Rucci – 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 bitches 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 bitch, Me and Rally, ayy
Troopin' and whoopin', hoppin' out shootin'
What's your motherfuckin' name? They call me Rucci
Getting racks to the face, bitch, I'm rich, is you stupid?
Took an L, now I'm back, hallelujah
You step on my shoes, nigga, 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 bitch, ayy
Bigdawg Baby, yeah, I'm brackin' and shit

[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 cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga 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 pussy really mines, bitch, 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 bitch, it's a hoop for a hoochie
And I can walk around the hood with seven bands in my Ksubis, nigga

[Chorus: Rucci]
From the bity of the champs where you hear them gunshots
And them bodies get to dropping when you hear that gun cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga 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]
Bitch, 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 bitch 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 cock, ayy
Lil' nigga in the hood tryna catch a body
Pull up on a nigga 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)