I Luv Da Hood Lyrics

I Luv Da Hood lyrics

[Intro]

(Young Buck)



G-Unit nigga

Yea bitch you niggas know what it is with me nigga

Dirty south in this muthafucker

Young Buck nigga you know where Im from Ca$hville nigga

[Get money]Make sure you put a dollar sign on the S too bitch



[Damn...]





[Verse]

[Young Buck]

Bulletwounds and tattooes is how I show my pain

Im gone so much my little girl dont know my name

My palms covered in residue from cocaine

Been on the block since 6 in the morning

The neighbors complain about the traffic at my house (Fuck Y'all)

When they need to borrow something they put their hands out

Little kids start running when they see my car coming

Just looking at me will make a nigga start hustlin

I aint a start nothing I just know how to count

know how to eyeball an 8ball you wearin em out

Lips black from the blunt of that sour diesel and the desert eagle [Im so
illegal]

I cant even feed you what they put in the needles

Amsterdam got me thinking marijuana is legal

You can call me country but dont call me broke (Why)

We got all this money 50 where ya wanna go cmon nigga





[Chorus]

[Young Buck]



Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood

All I need is my weed I luv da hood

We aint living like we should but I luv da hood

But they still Tennekee yea I luv da hood

Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood

All I need is my weed I luv da hood

We aint living like we should but I luv da hood

But they still Tennekee come and get it





[Verse]

[Game]

They say can remember Whoo Kid let it ride

Fuckin wit G-Unit i let the Desert fly (gunshot)

Ridin thru Ca$hville wit Buck throwin my dubs up

For those who don't know that stand for west side

I blast on my enemies

Fuck you if you aint kinnin me

Knock your top off like Kennedy

Then sip hennesy

Ridin thru Tennessee

If you need coke Young Buck got the remedies

I got it for 9 5 if you wanna fly

Put em in a Range Rover if you wanna drive

If you only need 1 you aint gotta come

I just pack it up and strap it to a bitch' thigh

You ever seen a Impala drive

Seen hollows fly

Seen yellow tape everytime

Its a anus

When it's drama i pull the glock from my waist

Niggas tried to make my mama cry



It's G-Unit nigga

You better recognize

I'll put you in the grave for that shit that Joe Budden Tried



I remember right there when my brother died

Then 2pac, Biggie Smalls and some other guys

So me and my homies ride

With a chrome .45 in my lap and my waist an the double 9's

Niggas tried to kill me but it wasnt time

I took 5 shots from my own brother' 9

Went into a coma woke up in the hospital

Cops said they found drugs

I said it wasnt mine

Bad boy but i wouldnt shine

Matter fact wouldnt shit

Thought that cos i wouldnt sign

Now its G Unit Nigga read between the lines Bitch







[Chorus]

[Young Buck]



Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood

All I need is my weed I luv da hood

We aint living like we should but I luv da hood

But they still tennekee yea I luv da hood

Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood

All I need is my weed I luv da hood

We aint living like we should but I luv da hood

But they still Tennekee come and get it