Ni**as screw they face up at me
On some real s**t son they don`t want beef
I c**k that, aim that s**t out the window
I spray, there ain`t a shell left in my heat

Ya ni**as better lay down, young in stay down
Get hit wit AK rounds, ya ass ain`t gonna make it
You ni**as`ll get laid out, wit blood and ya brains out
Have ya on the concrete shiverin` and shakin`

I`m from South side motherf**ker
Where gats explode
If you feel like ya on fire, boy
Drop and roll

Ni**as`ll eatcha ass up `cuz they heart turn cold
Now you could be a victim or you can lock and load
Party jumpin`, shorty bouncin` that ass
I wanna f**k

Gimme a second, I`ma holla, I`ma see what`s up
I got my razor and my handgun
My pistol in trunk
Carve ya ass up nicely if ya play me like a punk

In my hood
Ni**as got love for me
But I don`t go nowhere without my strap
In my hood
A little dro, a lil` Hennessey
A ni**a juz don`t know how to act

In my hood
Ni**as is grimy
I stay on point, I hold to my gat
In my hood
Ni**as might buck at me
So I keep somethin` around to buck back
In my hood

I don`t trust a motherf**kin` soul when the D`s come they fold
On my first case they told
Where I`m from it ain`t safe to have more than a eighth
Ni**as`ll come to ya place, put a gun in ya face

Tell ya open the safe, as ya heart start to race
`Cuz a robbery can turn into a homi-case
Cooperate or doc`ll have to operate
Because I pop you run a light than pop at jake

Trust me son
Ni**as`ll go on for they cake
These thirsty ni**as are lurkin`
You have to catch `em and merk `em

I`m observant in my hood, these ni**as be dummin`
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is them runnin`
That make it harder and harder to pump on the block
I`m a hustler, how the f**k am supposed to eat when it`s hot?

In my hood
Ni**as got love for me
But I don`t go nowhere without my strap
In my hood
A little dro, a lil` Hennessey
A ni**a juz don`t know how to act

In my hood
Ni**as is grimy
I stay on point, I hold to my gat
In my hood
Ni**as might buck at me
So I keep somethin` around to buck back
In my hood

The house party off the hook until them shots go off
Well that`s what you get for stuntin` on my block, show off
Uh, you s**t outta luck if ni**as catch you slippin`
Crack money slow, so you know ni**as is trippin`

Shorty down there on that Queens track, takin` a whippin`
S**t, bitch get outta pocket, she needs some discipline
Peep the feins shootin` diesel in his arm in the alley
Look at the chrome spinners, spinnin` on that black Denali

The grimy ni**as where I`m from don`t wanna see you chipped up
You shine they gone jux you about to shoot ya whip up
It ain`t good to do good in my hood
Blaaow, you know not to do good now

In my hood
Ni**as got love for me
But I don`t go nowhere without my strap
In my hood
A little dro, a lil` Hennessey
A ni**a juz don`t know how to act

In my hood
Ni**as is grimy
I stay on point, I hold to my gat
In my hood
Ni**as might buck at me
So I keep somethin` around to buck back
In my hood