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sa:
Me to kunn få're bra.
Det va jaggu det ho sa.
Kem trudde ho eg va?

Men uppi hektaglaset der sat det ein figur.
Liten kar i Robin Hood mundur.

Tore Up
I Love It When Hoods Go Up
Anti Social In This Bitch 
So Keep Movin If U Dont Kno Us
Smallest Nigga In The Club But Im Ready For Shaq Size
I

But she don't live local either
Me I'm here like say the hood needs me
Nd I still will say don't trust dem ones that flex like dirt
Brush dem
Look she's

Got It

You glitching in 2k on the court and can't get ya shot off 
Shoot at me coolest dad off work now it's time Pop off
My boys in the hood ready

makin' rolling robbers
For the pride in which they rob us
Every time that they stop us
He try to give us vouchers
To move us out the hood
But when we try

Born without a chance in hell
condemned from the womb
on a one way trip
destination: an early tomb
two kids from the hood
two numbers on a chart
she

Bin Laden

Immortal Technique

Bin Laden

country invaded the hood tonight
It'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington Heights
I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream
I'd be

and Guinevere came nowhere near the pier
No love this year
Marian called Robin Hood to save her from the sea
But words are cheap 

Stories had been spun, a sea

handle me
Because I speak about the real, and how I feel
And I still kick back with the homeboys from the hood
But to the Man upstairs, I'm trying to do

is on my left arm, I took it in blood
Throw your hood up if you a thug
And all them niggas say

[chorus - mac]
(woah!)
You see a soldier on the streets

to keep us is friendzones
Only talkin' to the guys in the Benzos

Riz and the chip, yeah, that's a hood starter pack
Louds incompatible, I might need

yup I'm still in the hood
I still ride candy paint
I still grip on the wood
Like Pimp an Bun B
I'm choppin on blades
I got a three story home
With two

at the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the 'hood team
Too much television watching, got me

"September"
With the earth, the wind, the fire, and the ice is hangin'
Round his neck, yeah

Came up from the hood you rockin' Gucci
Prada and that Dolce

To' lo' chamaquito' que vacilamo' el hood
Tenemo' en mente que, que (huh)

Vamo' a hacerno' millonario, eh, eh
Porque la rama la movemo', ¿qué?

could?
You're a disgrace to your whole neighborhood
Your hood doesn't care, ‘cause you're not from there, me against you?
That wouldn't be fair, c'mon

age
They don't know my name
They just call me
Baby Blue

Piper in the woods
Wooed me from my hood
Said I'd be a good, Baby
Sold into a world
Of oriental

He move birds to the hood, them niggaz buyin' 'em up
So imagine some rich nigga not givin' me pies
Man my chickens come in a box like Kennedy Fried

on the stage, seeing souls gettin' saved
Hearin' this track being played in ya Escalade
As you roll through the hood, sittin' on blades
Cats gonna bug, when they

the same hood
Presidondo the big 1 3 at up in Cali
Who's down for this murderous ralley

[Chorus 1]


[Chorus 2]


[Chorus 3]


[Chorus 2]


[Bokie Loc]

them snakes

You know every hood got snitches, bumpin' gums like bitches
So they won't have to live behind them fences
Sleepin' on hard bunks, pumpin'

cause it makes us feel good,
Like soul food we so hood,
Join us if you could, what could you lose?
The beats so sick and carried out by this hook,
Yeah!

50,000 dollars in the hood. 
a hundred racks
in L.A., on a lake 
thats where i stay...

Who I be, who I be?
Who it is?
(Smooky, Smooky!)
fall off in

I want to live like I did back then
With the stars in my eyes
And the blood from the heart of a pen
With my hood pulled up
In the light of the night