50 cent - 50 cent - In My Hood

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50 cent - 50 cent - In My Hood

Verse 1]
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son, they dont want beef
I cock that, aim that shit out the window
Spray, there aint a shell left in my heat
Yall niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down
Get hit with a K round, ya ass aint gon make it
You niggas gon get layed out in blood and ya brains out
Have you on the concrete, shiverin and shakin
Im from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode
If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll
niggasll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load
The party jump, with shorty bouncin that ass
I wont fuck, gimme a second, Ima holla, Ima see whats up
I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my trunk
Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk

[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I dont go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro, a lil hennessy, a nigga just dont know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin around to buck back
In my hood

[Verse 2]
I dont trust a mothafuckin soul when the Ds come they fool
On my first case they told, where Im from it aint safe
To have more than a 8th, niggasll come to your place
Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe
As your heart starts to race cause a robbery could turn into a homo-case
Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, niggas will pop at you
Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son, niggas will go hard for that cake
These thirsty niggas will lurk, then youll have to catch em and murk em
Im observin in my hood, these niggas be dumbin
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is em runnin
They make it harder and harder to pump on the block
Im a hustler, how the fuck Im supposed to eat when its hot

[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I dont go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro, a lil hennessy, a nigga just dont know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin around to buck back
In my hood

[Verse 3]
That house party off the hook, until the shots go off
Well thats what you get for stuntin on my block show off
Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you slippin
Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin
Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin a whippin
Shit, bitch get out a pocket, she needs some discipline
Peep the fiends, shootin diesel in his arm in the alley
Look at the chrome spinners spinnin on that black DeNalli
The grimey niggas where Im from, they wanna see you chipped up
You shine, they gon ?? and shoot your whip up
It aint good to do good in my hood [Gunshot]
You know not to do good now

[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I dont go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro, a lil hennessy, a nigga just dont know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin around to buck back
In my hood

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