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In the Hood

Yung Joc

Royal Green, Street Series, Vol. 1

2006

eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth

Goodbye Goodbye
I just wish you weren’t a ho
You crossed a line out on the side
So don’t you cry
I just got to leave you low
And sing another song tonight

Don't let her fool you
She far from average

Try to stay humble
But look at her wrist
By the hair and the walk
Mane you know she the shit

Sweet and she

up my do'
Hit the Lowell Ho Stroll with a fat dough roll yo
Chillin' posted up on the block with my homies almost every day
Play by play make it my pay

up my do'
Hit the Lowell Ho Stroll with a fat dough roll yo
Chillin' posted up on the block with my homies almost every day
Play by play make it my pay

succeed skating by, you're no Tony Hawk
You couldn't get a feat even being the only sock
And ho, you're no singer, oh what a shock
I gave you my input, now

yo shit hanging
I pop a bottle in the vip all by myself
Slide a note to this clerk ho share the wealth
I be cheatin I ain't playin with a full deck
I

THIS IS WHY						       Key - C
Words and Music by Hope Kemp for Hope Kemp Music, 2017                     Page 1 of 2
From “Hoping for Real” songs

forced in a race where the rich gets to stay, and the poors gotta lace they shoes, go to work everyday just to buy some food
My rap improves by the song my

(Fah-fah-fah-fah)
Double D's on my sticks (Fah-fah-fah-fah)
Said she don't like me, ho, suck my dick (Suck it)
When there's beef we don't pick and choose
We got more

on
Then put it to your dome, and won't miss you when you're gone
"It's So Hard To Say Goodbye's" in there song
So don't think it's gon' be no apology
My

and lunge it 
The truth is pain so they numb it 
Can't let that honesty come in
Day by day say I'm gonna quit 
If I don't just write a hit
My ex say I'm not

Ever since I would stuff
Paper in the groove of cassettes
Jammin to z90 look my song is next
Fake thug no luv you CB4 gusto no luck tho
But fuck ho's, no

a bird fly away like a Ho-Oh
Uh oh uh oh 
All up on me like my Sudowudo 
All my peers give me hella kudos
Eat the pussy like a asian Cujo

I can see

And she walking on my dick yeah
And she walking on my dick yeah
And she walking on my dick yeah
It’s that long
Got a big dong
Gonna sing a song
I’m

been, putting in that work till they put me in that dirt
I be, working by myself but I still be doing teamwork
I need some needlework to honour those that

have to come and show me
And I been getting in this rap shit you can't ho me
This shit don't come overnight bet it takes time
Time is money so you better

And 'cause of my god smack
I'm takin' it all back
If this song confuses you, please don't cry
I'm pretty sure that it's gonna
Rain when I fuckin' die
And I'll

is filled with Lidocaine
Don't need you on my flight deck, homie cuz I can fly the plane
See you gon' land by any means and I'ma go around
when I feel

Oouu I Like It
Oouu I Like It
I don't give a damn
I don't need no help
I been in this shit I'll kill it by myself
Man I know I'm way too real
Man I

I came to roll a little mo
Can't get mixed up wit a crooked ho
Y'all go to court she win
But Mystic stay optimistic as I'm sippin' on Gin
Growin'

shift to a phantom then ghost that ho'
Sorry not sorry can't trust you folks
Switch to a whole new system makin' a song and its off of the mental
Face-

plug, I got back, nigga
I don't wanna do no song with you cap niggas
We all players in the game
But our stats different
You on the bench, lil' nigga
I

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