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The Hood

Shit, this shit right here

Is for the thugs in the street

Do y'all hear me?

And this shit right here

Might get you mugged in the streetBeanie Segal hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw

Trademark niggas eyes, give them permanent scars

Twist backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars

Only cock and blow dro out of preservative jarsOn the block serving like I never heard of the law

Cops hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar

Fuck crack, flip powder, I ain't takin' a loss

Plus if I get snatched, it's less time for the songI always been known to stroll the block, hold the glock

Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the spot

I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer

I'm the reason why smokers steal car antennasI get bricks, so you know I make big nicks

The size of Chiclets that make you pricks sick

While y'all try to profit, I just flip quick

Y'all niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be sickNow when you wake up

I'm wiping the cold out your eyes with the barrel of the gun

Holding your son, smoking Branson

Blowing smoke in your face, I want the ransom and some

Or shit'll get the opposite of handsomeI mean I got to come clean

I've done bagged up and served

Everything you've seen in the Feds magazine

I'm what y'all haven't seen

I swallow kerosene and piss out gasoline

Strike a match and burn the fucking sceneI'm no joker, I could blow you into smoke

And make your man a second hand smoker

I'm so vulgar, I'm sendin' niggas straight back to their maker

Broke, with a Play Station for a CD player, see me player?I don't even play that shit

I just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit

Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in that shit

While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then come to rip yaThis be the realest shit I ever wrote

Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throat

Choke, nigga, choke, I'm dope

Roll me up and smoke on contact

Niggas react, and play me back

For doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this trackI spit back at any nigga claimin' he Teflon

The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on

A sick dude, type to ask God, you wanna battle?

I could care less, send me hell I like to travelAfter waxin' him, I wax you

Smack you, clap you and that's two

Niggas, I left lookin' like statues

I have to bring it to these cowards that talk hard

Some jail shit? Never even walked through a junk yardI thump hard make a nigga yell for crew quick

A true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick

Too rich, is what I plan to be in the 9-9

It's all mine, faggots ride bench when it's crunch timeSo bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opium you Ethiopian

Willie niggas, yeah, we scopin' 'em and ropin' 'em

Do a nigga Rosewood style

Hangin' [incomprehensible]and his childIt's Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm

Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm

Kill or be killed, that's the shit that I'm on

It's Desperado style, shooting at them side armI'm gone, see I'm dope like heroin

And my guns got scopes, so they zero in

Here on in, know I fear no men

And mutherfuck shootin' five, here go tenKnow that if you start a problem, there's no end

You tough? Fight death and be a hero then

Niggas call me Poppyseed, I'll pop your seed

And move bricks on the block that's too hot to breathI'm a real type of nigga that cock and squeeze

Y'all them second guess faggots that cock and freeze

So I fuck with real niggas, like The Lox and D

And y'all niggas got problems, just watch and seeI'm the kid with the unlaced boots but'll lace you

Leave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel

All my bullets hit, never graze you

If you never was shit, I'ma promise you this I'ma front page youI'ma young'n the first one there and the last one to get to running

Unless you tell me the cops coming

'Cuz I like to feel assed out, so when they trap me I blast out

I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouthI wake up with the mad south

You know how many chinks and Jews

Drag's done dragged out on a cash route?

'Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking

I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga with a Walkman

I'ma put him in a coffinSoon as I step in

I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick lens

I'm tryin' to get the Benz with the thick rims

Double R, soon half of us'll go to jail

The best studio, 16 Bars to Post Bail

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