(ABK) My neighborhoods full of drama, and thugs Everybodys representing by em up a quick hi, hello, or beat down baby Even the know the blocks that its all time crazy Its alright cause its home hood Even though of us is up to no good You gotta love it you born and raised In full of problems that you gotta face Im a native in the of these Detroit streets a warrior mentality that wont at ease Tomahawk in one hand, blunt in the So I can just get high and swing at Thats how it is, I protect my On my front porch serving up free fat So come and see me if you down to But when you in the mix you cant be acting strange
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(Boondox) H-double o-d-c-o-v in the 7-0 is where you finding me With that front porch living got that lawn chair But mistake this lifestyle for a reason to try Cause its a reason to die, we straight country folk dirt road junkies know them country folk slangin Got that hard, that soft, that prescription for your My neighborhood got them backwoods credentials Two 4 door chevies, on blocks, the other pumped out Bad ass kids grown folks punked out Trailer park cooking up that ass City folks cars swerving when them hoes past Because them booties got em hypnotized Spending college just to grip them thighs My neighborhood to some might worlds away But this is I stay, Red clay, G-A
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(Female) My (ABK) Is on cause we like it that way (Female) My (ABK) Is a where the gangstas play (Female) My (ABK) Can see right you if you dont belong (Female) My (ABK) Can defeat all the weak and up the strong (Female) My (Boondox) Is on some shit like you never seen (Female) My (Boondox) Red dirt roads of thugs and fiends (Female) My (Boondox) fucking mouths aint never heard of no blocks (Female) My (Boondox) Is so far out, dont bother no cop
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