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When you grow up in my hood
Help don′t show up in my hood
Gang signs go up in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
Feel like I'm trapped in my hood
Young kids get clapped in my hood
That′s why I'm strapped in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
In my hood
In my hood
In my hood
I'm always close to
Feeling like a corner stander
Stoop sitter or hallway poster
No matter where I go it′s always poster
Feel just like it′s (in my hood)
Cops drive in it every five minutes
Look at your faces, pat your waists
Try to find a stash where the gats and bases
I can't say that they racist
But I know it ain′t the same in they town
And it's fucked up as it may sound (in my hood)
There′s two ways to make it happen off the streets
Balling on the courts or rapping off the beats
You hear the shells tapping off the creep
When they clapping off the heat
Then the yellow tape trapping off the street
But that's the way we was raised
Praying to God
Hoping that he keep us out the way of them strays
When you grow up in my hood
Help don′t show up in my hood
Gang signs go up in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
Feel like I'm trapped in my hood
Young kids get clapped in my hood
That's why I′m strapped in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
In my hood
In my hood
In my hood
They drink till the cups dry
Eat till the plates clean
Niggas being steak green ′fore they turn 18
'Round here you never let the beef slide twice
Everybody raised on four wings and beef fried rice
Them mothers are getting younger today
Got one by the hand
One in a stroller and one on the way
We don′t have role models
But we got them handguns that hold hollows (in my hood)
Ain't no diplomas or degrees
But you can get high from the aroma of the trees (in my hood)
I know it like navigation
And fuck having patience
I′ma get mine
You better get yours
Cause every day is a struggle
And one time ride through every day just to bug you
That's how it is
Cause your rights be wrong
And everybody got a white tee on
When you in my hood
When you grow up in my hood
Help don′t show up in my hood
Gang signs go up in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
Feel like I'm trapped in my hood
Young kids get clapped in my hood
That's why I′m strapped in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
In my hood
In my hood
In my hood
We try to make the most of what we got
We either been hit or been close to getting shot (in my hood)
Any nigga that boast be getting got
And dope heads fiend to get a dose of what we got
And young niggas, we like they slow
But you give ′em a blunt
Bet they rolling weed like a pro
If you trick it's not a problem to get you laid
But if you stick without a condom it get you AIDS
No Sesame Street kids watch BET
Look up to niggas that don′t got a GED
I know a dude with a deadbeat tag
Kids don't got diapers
But he riding in a red G-Wag
In the hood
You and your beef is sure to bump heads
And everybody grew up sleeping on a bunk bed
They telling me to vote
And I would
If it make a change in my hood
Motherfucker
When you grow up in my hood
Help don′t show up in my hood
Gang signs go up in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
Feel like I'm trapped in my hood
Young kids get clapped in my hood
That′s why I'm strapped in my hood
Just cause you in my hood
In my hood
In my hood
In my hood
Ayy my nigga
I got a special love for the hood, you know?
This is coming from a nigga
Who came from splitting heroes
To getting checks with six zeros
And like for real
I can't even see what′s really hood no more man
I don′t know, maybe it's me
Like for real like
I don′t know
It's one thing to be from the hood
And it′s another thing to be for the hood
A lot of these niggas is from the hood
Don't let ′em fool you y'all
But they ain't for the hood
You see ′em
I guess I′m a different type of nigga, you know?
Guess so
I'm from the hood
And I′m for the hood too
Like for real
No like for real
Real talk in New York
Real talk in New York
Street family
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Writer(s): John Jackson, Teraike Crawford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
