Yeah nigga, the hood is up right now You niggaz got shit all Niggaz got the real twisted, right now You niggaz is really hustlin' You niggaz got grind wrong, mayne
I watch you hoe-ass niggaz It's time for the To sit back in the of the class, nigga Right over the And teach you hoe-ass niggaz the rules,
ain't nobody showin you niggaz How to get money the way If you gon' get money, 'Cause you gon' fuck money up on the real
Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballers, open up your A lot of hustlin' backwards, need to press rewind There's some niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad bandits They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy can't stand it
need to be reprimanded and straight jacked These is givin' the wrong niggaz out here respect Break ya neck to fuck wit a nigga that compromise yo Yo doin' shit you it cool until the good
Got kids movin' work, by the school Using youngsters, they hits states, whole shit on the cool Matter fact, fuck the cool, you need to hear me Breakin' bread with certified snitches, don't come me
You niggaz givin' these canaries all passes Fuck gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in they I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101 These hoe-ass niggaz don't want of Bun I'm the hood back
Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six ya back? Off with his head, we takin' the back Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we the hood back
You liar, aight, but he ain't got it that naw, we takin' the hood back We in the like it's good, in the hood and you a rat Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood
I'm a G, yeah, I don't bull Got yo bitch lookin' mad them Fingaz so full I drank hard while you drank Bull But the boy like fed, Bam got pulled
And I was to hold my own Picture lock ya down, brother burna zone, nigga Hell yeah, I'm bout dat, slacks all black through sunny side and leave yo' house flat
Yeah, I grind for the paper, fuck small towns, go Fuck a cell phones, pagers It's young low Frazier, shoot with no lasers And every hit, I don't throw no grazer
killa talk, nigga and real talk nigga Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever killed off, And I put that on Pat, and Steve low bitch, I clap you and leave, hoe We the hood back
Niggaz knocked goin' fed and six months ya back? Off his head, we takin' the hood back Damn, I coulda swore they ya ass ten flat Now home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood back
You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like Hell naw, we takin' the back We in the club like it's good, in the and you a rat Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the back
A thousand-eight grams, to get yo ass right You wit it, get caught wit it, enough to get yo ass life out here in these trenches Ain't no fuckn' love or second Small-time offender, lose yo ass, you get
Speak not, keep yo' shut, investigate the whole place 'em think it's cool, follow that nigga round the whole day The game ain't the at all, changed for the worst got the less time cause he came wit it first
See I disperse to dope, the convicted felon, strictly G's No Glock shit, rock shit, strictly kis I gets my paper, I was by older niggaz Cold blooded killas, dope dealers, Sodom
I'm alert, I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top of I show you how to stop bitch Get ig'nant wit choppa bitch Tomorrow ain't promised, today, die tonight We know spot, me and my niggaz gon' ride tonight
Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six ya back? Off his head, we takin' the hood back Damn, I swore they gave ya ass ten flat Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we the hood back
You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like Hell naw, we takin' the back We in the club it's good, in the hood and you a rat Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood
I'm back the streets, thang on the C On parole but I'm wit the heat coated rock baller, twenty-chop crawler Bitches tryna my dick, I ain't bout to call her
Theres a lotta niggaz rappin, playin' I don't see none of the that you name Where the car at? Where the at? Where the you say that got that 'Five head' at?
the rocks at? Where the Glocks at? In yo' and on the mic, the only place it's at my lifestyle you rappin' 'bout I'm havin' everythin you pussy niggaz 'bout
When you see cocaine You say you got it, nigga, me ten thangs He gotta call his connect and And he ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm my hood back
Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya Off with his head, we takin' the hood Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we the hood back
You liar, aight, but he ain't got it that naw, we takin' the hood back We in the like it's good, in the hood and you a rat Click clack, motherfucker, we the hood back