In Da Hood lyrics
[Chorus: Brooklyn]
I still be riding through the 'hood
Into Compton,
it's all good
From Southside Queens to Inglewood
We representin'
like we should
[50 Cent]
I'm hot boy, I told you before
Got that Benz and that Hummer off the showroom floor
I know you hate
it when I pop up, wrist all rocked up
In The 'hood, empty niggas locked
up, they rats all knocked up
Baby after baby, the 'hood is crazy
Niggas'll set you up and wet you up, trust me they shady
Got a pet
bulldog, I keep under my linen
It don't bark, they spark when the
revolver spinnin'
We winnin'
[Chorus]
[50
Cent]
Hold up, hold up, get a good look at my rims
God damn, look
at them twenty-fours diamonds spin
Now the D's, they harass me in the
'hood
a few times, niggas try to blast me in the 'hood
Fuck it's
all good
Catch me in the coupe - on the lean
Wit' needles and
samples and diesels for the fiends
The money stay on my mind, so I stay
on the grind
Plus niggas like to stun, so I stay wit' my nine
I
ain't the type nigga that be out, runnin' his mouth
Talkin' gangsta and
shit, with my gun in the house
Now homie, you better get to know me
better
Before you be bleedin' pints of blood into Iceberg sweater
When the tails come flyin' up out the beretta
You gon' feel like it's
yo' fault and say "Man I knew better"
Look dogg, I don't play that
shit
I pull that thing out I'ma spray that shit
That how I get
down
[Brooklyn]
Brooklyn she's so sick in the hood
Got
these fat bitches get the spit in the hood
'Cause I throw diamonds, shot
that fifth in the hood
That's what you get for talkin' all that shit in
the hood-aca
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