From hood to they see what's hood And who I be
I got the Yankee leaning, just sittin' over to And the G4 is just getting the clouds You tell me that I ain't what's up right now I got a bottle of Tequila upside
There's some chicks wit' boyfriends are up tight now they know the big dog had a pups like wow I'm in my city ways Heading over wit' a zip of New York City's haze You rats can keep running through your maze
Until you get sprayed the pesticide I know you in hole, you best to hide Like the who tried, who went and testified
Of course your girl wanna over and be rubbed And don't mind rides over the G dubs I ride Rovers on Please don't be another dude who died a ski dub, chill
From hood to hood they see hood and know who I be From block to block see it, not can't know who I be From state to state they cannot hate, they who I be From the to west, through the Midwest and down south
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I get it like a lo lo '64 And bet hop on it like a pogo stick pro I'm chilling wit these go go chicks That do the of things that belong in a porno flick yo
You it's him and the gang Wit' the bling on that remind you of lemon meringue But the thangs, ain't too far And y'all wanna 'em go bang, bang, bang
John Witherspoon, I'm watching 'em closely I know the snakes gonna soon The two toned Maybach's getting soon The back feels like in the living room
I'm so hard bodied like the on Batman that man that back to back plat' scan I'm back for the third time, I make rhyme for a living You probably heard I'm still ghetto,
From hood to hood they see what's hood and who I be From block to block they see it, not can't who I be From state to they cannot hate, they know who I be the east to west, through the Midwest and down south
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They tried to put two 9's on me, like Gretzky But my lawyer saw it just like wet tees I smoke till my look just like Jet Li's On islands where the water's just like Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger just get squeezed And the slugs will over your waves, just like jet skis know Ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince And throw petals when I walk
love how I came back hard like good blow And I'm still a throb to a hood ho That's hood though, yes I would know That's I'm in the streets like man hole covers
Rims look like blades when a fan brother I'm on a storm to land, roast others The man no other, I been in it My time is money, couldn't buy ten minutes I'm gone up
From hood to hood they see hood and know who I be From block to block see it, not can't know who I be From state to state they hate, they know who I be From the to west, through the Midwest and down south
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