Lyrics:
yo kid man, stop the music
rollin through my, rollin through my hood
this what I see when I'm rollin through my hood
2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6
focused, that 'Bino, you know this
He rep the home of Sosas, you know I'm from that Zone 6
You know I rep that Stone shit, you know your 'hood is so clit
ain't bendin' for the soap
Never understood why the 'hood
Half od who's in da joint
Now dey got me losin' my point
Gotta
Yeah, Yeah
Hood bitch rich, hood bitch rich
Chyna Doll, woo
Hood bitch rich, hood bitch rich
Stack a couple hunnids then I flip that shit
Hood bitch
for good but when you're trapped in the 'hood
You do worse for less, homie earth's a test
Only god can judge me
My heart ain't ugly
But the thoughts
I'm so hood (remix)
Yeah, I wear my pants below my waist (we always gonna be the best)
And I never dance when I'm in this place
Because you
Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in
'em down in appreciation
Of the world itself and God's creation
What good is the 'hood if you up to no good
Them government gangsters would hang you
this?
Look how we treat pregnancy women in the 'hood
Our values so low our values are no good
Things our mothers told us we should of heeded
Cause
kinda neat
Whoa, yeah, I'm a pyro
Whoa, I want to burn it up
Whoa, yeah, I'm a pyro
Whoa
Tonight this 'hood will be a pyre
Yeah, I'm gonna set
Chorus:
Honies cash weed cars
ghetto celebrities 'hood movie stars
gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
went from Nasty to Nas to Nas
it live
NBA five on five
Only the best team survive
Bump this in your hood
Bump bump bump this in your hood ballers
Bump this in your hood
Bump bump
hate in the 'hood
Took his ho to Jamaica
If I let down the top
Let the breeze in my beard
VIP is the spot, they playing musical chairs
My Columbian
on tour
Can ya, Kenyatta, make sure they know before what is really in store
See I adore the ones that call me Torhi, true story
I created 'hood rats so
right now, I do declare
That I'm more than a gangster, mack
Pimp or a player
I swear I ain't never told on nobody
It started in '82 at a 'hood house party
I done felt how a slug burned
I still won't learn
Niggas in the 'hood a-tell ya "50 crazy"
I had your moms screamin' "They
Done shot my baby"
Son, I
Iyalaya Anybody
Back in the hood
Back in the hood
Back
Back in the hood
Back in the hood
Back
Back in the hood
Back in the hood
Back
Back in the hood
You from the hood right
Let's have a good time
Oh you hood right
Let's get some hood vibes
Let's get so hood high
Throw you hood high
You like em
(I was raised in the hood)
East side Long Beach to be exact
(I was raised in the hood)
Where the grass is greener and the Crips are much meaner
I wish they leave me alone yo
This was predicted not self-inflicted
By the rapp outta the 'hood
They picked it good
bouncin' on ghetto neighborhood blocks
You see I'm vocally silent and that keeps my wallet so fat
I have to stuff my socks
My 'hood keeps getting bigger
think I want a hood bitch
I think I need a hood bitch
Damn I want a hood bitch
Do I need a hood bitch
I think I want a hood bitch
I think I need a hood
love
Too few of our old crew
Left on Astor
So if I trade our 'hood
For some Hollywood
Where you're the only motherfucker in the city who would
of the year and the whole 'hood hear (that's crazy)
Jay really killed his own brother for a Crip (that's crazy)
He ain't even stressin', blue tips in his clip
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