Hi-Tek - Where I'm From lyrics
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[Jinx] Geah, Jinx Da Juvy (uh-huh uh-huh) Hi-Tek geah Uhh, uhh.. cause anybody can get it Anybody anybody can get it (project shit) Real recognize real, uhh geah geah uhh This as real as it gets Uh-huh, this as real as it gets Aiyyo, uhh, uhh (geah) Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo [Chorus: repeat 2X] Aiyyo I'm from where they bust guns, killin and shit Thugs sellin drugs, killin the strip, dealin with bricks From my hood to y'all hood, feel this shit Real recognize real this as real as it gets [Jinx] Aiyyo, aiyyo Jinx Da Juvenile, yeah I was one of them bastards Bustin them ratchets, before this rap shit I copped coke cut it and bagged it, twelve twelve Stuffin the plastic the strip was flooded with traffic I'm from a hood where they rep in wool Lil' niggaz pants baggy, sketz(?) is long In bang-outs I leave a nigga stomach where his chest belong Now that's what you call leavin a nigga dead wrong {*bang*} I live for gunplay Deuce-fives is easy to carry but I love eights Anybody can get it, fuck Jake, I spit in a judge face Who schemin on the kid, who grillin the watch? Like if I ain't the kid who be spittin them shots Run in your crib, grippin the glock Leave yo' ass in the kitchen witcha brains in the cereal box Real recognize real whether you feel it or not [Chorus] [Jinx] Aiyyo straight out the ville before my deal slung drugs in the basement Now I'm in the booth spittin 'til my lungs cave in I gotta supply the fam So if The Source givin out five mics, I want five grams Keep a revolver cause nines jam ABG Anybody-Can-Get-It, I die for the fam Die for the love of the strip, either way I'm gonna get rich Catch the kid sunk in a 6 Jewels is heavy, flooded the wrists, my team stuff they clips Keep it gangsta a hundred percent Who think not? Who really wanna see how Jinx rock like I ain't been doin this since Pampers and slingshots? (What?) Half y'all rap niggaz talk the nonsense I live this shit y'all soft as cotton While y'all was in school I was in Spofford boxin Real recognize real I keep the larcen' poppin [Chorus] [Jinx] Geah, ABG Anybody-Can-Get-It Black Jesus, Alaska, Loose Cannon Pow Wow the Don, Mil-lion (What?) This is my year, the Y-2-K kid, uhh Def Jam, Rawkus, from my hood to your hood Feel this shit, this as real as it gets
