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Intro
Yeah
a7medz
Come on
ChorusThen wonder why in the fk we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fk with us (you know)
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fk we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fk with us
I'm from the land of the
Since I was little, ain't a god d*mn thang changed
It's the same old saying
Bush run s**t like Sadaam Hussien
I c*ck and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bulls**t day to day
If I sell some Yay
or smoke some hay
You girls wanna throw me up in pelican's bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison
Who's the animal that invented lower living
The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons
Thank god for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grille
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
How these ghetto taken over showbiz
Chorus
Verse 2
It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood
Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
nigg* killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)
Cause when get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by five-o
Grandmama came to court with her bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm too far from my family to travel (fk)
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen fifty three
Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?
Chorus
Verse 3
(d*mn) I can't take the pressure
Pulled the forty-four up out the dresser
Grabbed the weight up out the closet
Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it
Y'all know what happened last time I lost it
Can't tell you what the fkin boss did
The game got a nigg* exhausted
Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered
Twenty years for what?
Breaking these laws that's so corrupt
Taking these halls and fillin 'em up
Some powder keg s**t that's about to erupt
Ay y'all, I'm about to be stuck
Until the year two thousand, what the fk?
In the hood, don't press your luck
Cause these motherfkers will set you up, word up
Chorus
Outro
Every hood's the same *3X*
Every hood's the same *3X*
Stop trippin on it
Every hood's the same *3X*
Every hood's the same *3X*
