Hood

Hood （帽）-Ali &Gipp

You can catch me in the hood smokin'good

Posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

Yeah we sippin'dippin'tippin'

Elbow swangin'out the window

Swimming pool up in the roof

I got the suede up in the ceiling

'88d**e man not purple rain-rocks

Having things diamond chains

Doin'it till my money came

South side west side east side north side

On them wires on the blades

Everybody smokin'haze

Cadillac Chevy Escalade

And them Hummer trucks

We burnin'rubber runnin'lights

We don't give a f**k

We on that laffy taffy

Y'all niggas be smokin'babby

We custom fitted from our sneakers to our clothes daddy

We keep them hoes lookin'

Starin'gawkin'talkin''bout us

We got them peoples and feds

Yea they talk about us

About the way we talk about the way we dress

How 'bout them diamond grills

How 'bout they lookin'fresh

I'm always smokin'good

I'm posted on the lot

A pocket full of money

I'm fresh up off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

So many brand-new niggas

We don't know who to trust

A bunch of p**sy-a**rappers tryin'to sound like us

Sweet Jones is a pimp I got b**ches on track

Send a hoe out on a mission tell 'em break 'em

Bring it back

Got a house in Hawaii 'bout to

'Bout to buy a Rolls

Ni**a think we just 'bout rapping b**ch but d**e is getting sold

I'm a young hot street flame

Deep up in the d-game

Smokin'bro slammin'Cadillac doors

Red paint switchin'lane-to-lane

I ain't came to lose b**ch

I done paid my dues b**ch

Got fifteen years off in this muthaf**kin'rap sh*t

Seen a lot of niggas come

Seen a lot of niggas go

I seen some niggas blow

I seen some turn to hoes

Candy cars candy doors

I got yellow hoes that play wit'they nose

If ya like she blow in ya butt

Eat ya dick and then lick ya nuts

If I wasn't rappin'baby

I'd still be drivin'this sh*t

Makin'hoes hide this dick

UGK we live in this b**ch

Swisha sweets is a must

Mixin'purple wit the tux

We call it banana split

Choose a pimp hoe I'm the dick

I got Bobby 'bout a pound

Ni**a Whitney 'bout a key

DJ Screw about a gallon

B**ch the game belong to me

In '72a player born in his boots

Every line is the Gospel

'Cause every word is the truth

Some may call me the realest

This from the heart you can feel it

Project baby 'cause my family from the Car-Swerve Village

And moved the north side city wit this downtown witty

That influenced

Project grew 'n'then now '88gritty

Twelve years old smokin'squares

And by thirteen smokin'water

By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter

Rockin'them black Stacy Adams and that fresh gold hat

I'm sellin'w**d a year later

Whoa here come the crack

I'm sellin'50's and bopper's the cluckers say I got good

And wit the crack came the gangs

And that divided the hood

And then the war jumped off

Some niggas didn't make it a summer

The other niggas locked up

Doin'rides receivin'numbers

I changed my life wit the quickest

For real and laid down the D

I ain't sellin'no mo'

But you can still catch me in the hood

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

I'm from the middle of the map where the river run deep

Up I-55where them niggas run D

Got a pocket full of stones along wit Bun B Pimp C

Love didn't have it I could get it from Three

Papi didn't have it I could get it from E

Niggas need dank you can call on me

Hell I come through it don't matter if you on that

South side west side east side north side

Used to open up my trunk like there it is

Let ya pick which one ya need to get loose

I beat that block like bad kids

Yea you might wanna call that block abuse

Dirty then made Derrty now

Some of y'all might know but don't blurt it out

You know how sh*t travel

Word of mouth

Have them kick-in boys all in my house

Knockin'down my glass door

Tryin'to rip up my marble floor

But ain't nothin'that for that a**though you know

See that's throwback like Dukey Rope

Candy painted hundred spokes

Baking soda watch it grow

Gangsta gangsta Neva that

But I keep that thing like 'Where he at '

Ain't no rubber band big enough to hold these stacks

I wrap my money in Reynolds Wrap

Slangin'everything I get my hands on

From the white to the green to the 1-I phones

And I even sold dick to a chick named Simone

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

The hood smokin'good posted on the lot

Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block

Money 'cause I'm fresh off the block