Lyrics:
off parole it's murda now
In a hood near you about to burn it down
Word to God it feels like I'm from every hood
'Cause when you ghetto your ghetto
tool around here
My niggaz act a fool around here, yeah
My hood, my set, my strip, my p's, whatever
We down, we real, we bang forever
Put in game
to whoever hurtin in the hood and ballers with 22's on big trucks
To my thugs that call over to they mob
And to the hustlers that be servin hydro and cocaine
keep my prayer to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg the Lord save us all: escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in
blocking 'cause a nigga hood rich
And I floss everyday because I could bitch
So holla at ya boy 'cause I'm still on some hood shit
Like, like, like what's
Or snatchin' yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin' a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin' tellin' nobody
How you gonna take this? like a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
Man, I
You know I'm out here thuggin' but what's up wit me and you shorty?
You need me I'm on the three way
I'm in the hood thuggin' wit my homie ?????
YO' HOOD UP!
I'm the only pro baller, without a contract
But a nigga got mo' cheddar than Kobe & Shaq
And it ain't trickin if you got it real players
this gun up in ya face like photographers (camera flash noise)
Stay in the hood with ice, ain't noboby robbin us
When it come to rappin ain't noboby
all bueno, musical mafia like Frank Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nuttin nice
From hood to hood, love
cars while you took bikes
And on a good night, I get ya whole hood sniped
[Verse 2]
Hey yo, what it look like
You got crack what it cook like
You
a bag
Take it to the hood, I bet it go fast
[Hook - 2x]
[Desperado]
I take razors to the plate, chop up the yay
Till they call the corner store,
hood that even when I try to hide it, it shows
I be grindin' girl I'm focused, I be gettin' my dough
You know that if it ain't the flow, than it comes
legendary in the hood how I got my cash
I'm legendady in the hood so I got the mag
And I've never been a fronter so I've got to blast
Will I flash...
cause I ain't playin
[Master P]
I left the hood for a week, and my name start ringin
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got beef then bring it
I heard
Sittin' ready for the (?)
The new no limit got the block on high
And every thug in the hood screaming ?We all we got?
Niggas wasn't (movement) when we made
make it to the top, damn what if?
If I got on some pretty boy s*** like Puffy
N****z in the hood, man they just wouldn't love me
If I wore a suit
Pac,
and a nigga like me, gotta stay high. Thug luv 'till I die, keep my
prayer to the sky, but I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry, so I
beg
She was sitting cross-legged on a hood of a Ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
can't stand to see a nigga doin' good
But fuck Hollywood I'm a still bang the 'hood
Gettin' my stalk on walk on loc I'm all about the paper
Hoppin'
[Chorus]
We hustle on the block if we have to
We'll pop those thangs if we have to
Give them thugs in the hood something to clap to
We hustle
to whoever hurtin in the hood and ballers with 22's on big trucks
To my thugs that call over to they mob
And to the hustlers that be servin hydro and cocaine
me
Go to school, go to work, talk proper
Problems in the hood man shorty got the chopper
Get your nails done, get your hair fixed
Play it how it go,
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