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In the Hood

Yung Joc

Royal Green, Street Series, Vol. 1

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

assuming 

Gave them a bar and they it's stupid 
And they said I couldn't do it
But i kept on going now I'm seeing faces blue 
And so much fake love in

a bag running thru the check
Cuz I’m used to it
Live a code in these streets
This ain’t Sesame
Talk is cheap by next week
You’ll be a memory
Leave my

dont step i stomp
Knock out the comp
Put the body in the trunk
Then roll it in a swamp

I feel like pablo
I feel like el chapo
I cant be touched
Got all

clyde, it ain't complete
These thoughts just run out of my mouth when i speak
There's almost nothing that i can critique
Maybe a few things here and there,

Wish a dude, he could lickk a dome And Nintendo*
He gon’ beat it out the frame Bust it in yo’ window

No, no, no Pull’em pants downtown
No, no, no He

money with de gang got cocaines
I aint looking at it,its lil wayne
I got all that rack in my estate
I got many racks call me drey
Big with a slide
Hot

seen the Drac' with the ACOG
Lamb' chops with the zip, fuck the steak sauce

Seen him out, he got to runnin' home like it's baseball (phew-phew)
Bitch,

Step, n' pace
But I need it now, right now
Need ya now, right now

Cause you don't wanna be hurt
And I can't blame ya
And baby I ain't gon' judge
But I

I'm sorry if I'm a fucking annoying bitch sometimes because... I dunno... like I annoy the fuck out of myself, and I just can't imagine what it would be

okay
Every day is the same, I'm complaining, it's lame
I am keeping my faith and I deepen my rage
While they're kneeling and pray, see the day burn away

the mind catch 'em with the blindside
Underground on the rise aimin for the night sky I'ma let sun do his thing
I aint tryin to out shine
But when it's my

Give me the crown when you feel it's deserved
I hope it can fit all around all the spurs
Scars, thorns, and frequent burns
I'mma go shout out the greats

Created the wave and watched niggas follow the blue print, niggas be watching your pockets you say you aint got it just watch how the mood switch. U could

test it
Uh-uh, don't call me a n****
Uh-uh, I don't pull on triggers
Black dad, so I need six figures
My three kids all gettin' bigger
Back down like I'm

the blue way, I got it tied up
(Tied) big-ass blunts, neph, go'n fire it up
(Fire that shit up, Big Blue)
Nigga, sign with us (yeah)
Thousand for the big

bound
I guess most of me didn't care

But the men in black, they did
They set a warrant out on my head
I wasn't ever scared until now
It was only just

up with out a father 
And a mother who was one amazing black queen
Money for ice cream and nice things 
Made us forget we didn't have dreams 
It

to fuck the world
Til it's off it's tilt
Heard em say "self-made"-
nigga, I was built
By my God
To bring flames
To the streets of filth
Now I self-proclaim

hablo espanyol but they know, a black airforce in the dark
I'm tryna save hip hop, and N U N E Z is that Noah's crc

Rep my set, Ngaru, 50 ninety-nine
Top

a knuckle game
I leave you all out of commission (uh huh)
Me fall off? Under one condition (ooh)
Ooh, They gotta find my body dumped in the sewer
Black

ovations (na)
I prayed for patience
And then I got paychecks (I got paychecks)
So now I might pack it
Or bust out the papers (bring the papers)
We pouring up

Hunt jewelry dripping like it’s
Crystal lake iced out like a hockey Puck chopper slice a nigga clean
In half need a paramedic better
Call em up grim

fresh impression
Display my skills yuhnamean? 
Focus on ma goals materialize the dream 
I can't do it by myself i go mobilize the team
Grand town we're