[Intro: Erica Bryant (RZA)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya head straight)
[RZA] Yo, yo, get ya head straight, get ya life straight Sniffin' on that, blow, sippin' on that nitrate Boostin' from the corner store, fuckin' all them thugs, raw Suckin' on that apple head, wonder why your throat sore? Sittin' there, on welfare, head full of horse hair Baby-daddy dead, in jail or in a wheelchair But you don't seem to care, you just wanna wear Prada one-sided but can't afford a pair Up in your mom's lab, twenty-two, scallywag Snotty-nosed baby with the bootleg hoochie bag Gettin' your coochie ragged by an old sugar dad Dreamin' bout them things that you could of been, you should of had
[Chorus: RZA & Erica Bryant (RZA)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya mind up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya mind up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get that swine up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
[Erica Bryant] Always wanna ball with shit, give back tomorrow's shit Throw up the sperm, sayin' you don't swallow shit Drinkin' out the bottle shit, claimin' you a model chick Prayin' to Gods, so you can hit the lotto, chick?
[Outro: Erica Bryant (Doc Doom)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (The Black Knights! West Coast niggaz)
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[Intro: Erica Bryant (RZA)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya head straight)
[RZA] Yo, yo, get ya head straight, get ya life straight Sniffin' on that, blow, sippin' on that nitrate Boostin' from the corner store, fuckin' all them thugs, raw Suckin' on that apple head, wonder why your throat sore? Sittin' there, on welfare, head full of horse hair Baby-daddy dead, in jail or in a wheelchair But you don't seem to care, you just wanna wear Prada one-sided but can't afford a pair Up in your mom's lab, twenty-two, scallywag Snotty-nosed baby with the bootleg hoochie bag Gettin' your coochie ragged by an old sugar dad Dreamin' bout them things that you could of been, you should of had
[Chorus: RZA & Erica Bryant (RZA)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya mind up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get ya mind up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (get that swine up) Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
[Erica Bryant] Always wanna ball with shit, give back tomorrow's shit Throw up the sperm, sayin' you don't swallow shit Drinkin' out the bottle shit, claimin' you a model chick Prayin' to Gods, so you can hit the lotto, chick?
[Outro: Erica Bryant (Doc Doom)] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (The Black Knights! West Coast niggaz)
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