I'm seeing all these videos with rappers fronting in cars with 20's and jewelry and I said to myself that ain't how we do it in our hood. I heard 50 cent say that he don't love his hood but that is what made him.
Lyrics
Ya'll must of forgot how to keep it hood give me a
minute I'll show you
Chorus
I don't know what ya'll think this is
but I'm from the hood man
Fancy rims diamond bling not me
cause I'm from the hood man
On my block all night long
find me I'll be up in the hood man
You'll relate to this song
only if your from the hood man
Verse one,
I'm right there with them hammer thangs only a half of bama sings/summer and spring you get carried for bling. Where they ride around in crown vics looking for that clown vic/Windows tinted interior smoke scented. At night time it's very scary out/You takin a chance might get hit orderin food from a carryout. But that's my hood and i love everybody there/even though alot of my folks they got bodied there. Never act new yougin I could make a million bucks/and a nigga still be hood as fuck. And you can roll with them new cats you ain't never ran with them/Me I'll still be with my mans and them. You probally seen em' on tv but don't go there/don't try to give em' dap they don't you from nowhere. And you can speed it up I'ma stay slo-mo/And I ain't changed nothin still rock Shooters and H.O.B.O. you homos
Chorus
Verse Two
What you think I'm a square dance nigga spogebob squarepants nigga/You'll only get a rare glace nigga. Of me late night uptown rockin a monkey mask/Real planet of the apes niggas chasin your monkey ass. Whoop whoop that's the sound of the police/(screaming) that's the sound of niggas dyin in the streets. Grab your pistol and duck behind a hooptie wheel/Do ya dirt smash out in a coup de ville. Shoot to kill cause niggas tryin to kill your ass/Soft niggas in these parts will not last.
Ice grillin and grintin' bitch will not past/These niggas is not slow they will blast fast. From a spot where it's hot shit's bakin it's thick/Youngins sacrifice their life for a brick. Where the murder rate is up by lunchtime and every DC minute is crunchtime/And ain't no snitchin niggas amongst mine(nah cuz)
Chorus 2x
You better watch how you talk and act/If a rapper say he don't love the hood it's cause he can't go back. I know your type forgot about your team on ya block/Got spinners now you ain't never seen on da block. Broke niggas still strugglin' but holdin'you down/Thinkin you just a blam from a hole in the ground. Bout to get ya head hit keep frontin' like it's all good/ You ain't hollywood mo better keep it all hood(all hood)
Chorus
