State Property movie - Hood I Know lyrics
rate meSong by (feat. Beanie Sigel, Freeway, Young Chris, Sparks and Oschino)<br /><br>
Chorus(Sigel)<br>
I know it's hard in every hood I know<br>
Struggle in every ghetto I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
I see the law in every hood I go<br>
They throw metal in every hood I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
<br>
(Oschino)<br>
We all started innocent<br>
Eating Reese's Pieces<br>
I was young, then wearing 5 star Aleses<br>
Bullet in ya gut a have a bag catch ya feces<br>
20 months, vision quest, sleeping in a tepee<br>
Since my dad died, attitude worsened<br>
That's why I stole cars before I could write cursive<br>
Thousand miles from being rich, stuck on my grind<br>
Try to sale nickel bags like Louie Baton<br>
I'm young, I'm good, best shape of my life<br>
One shot from big shit a blow you out of ya Nikes<br>
Only a dick head wouldn't wanna be rich<br>
And do his car like school and drop out in the 6<br>
You could look at my wrist, It wasn't shit on it<br>
But I was determined to get a little gliss on em<br>
The 40 ounce bottles done turned to Cris on em<br>
And every bitch that was fronting, I'ma piss on em<br>
<br>
[Beanie Sigel]<br>
My hood dog<br>
Like any average one<br>
You know the dirty kids on the block having fun<br>
Hand to hand is how the grams is slung<br>
In tanned Timberlands and (?) until them vans a come<br>
It's all good now<br>
But you remember those latter days<br>
Them tubleware, soul food platter days<br>
That was ya mom little hustle on a Saturdays<br>
Back then, when it really didn't matter days<br>
You would take that beating<br>
Cause you wasn't trying to be<br>
the only one who missed the house party on the weekend<br>
Knowing that them project chicks was in there freaking<br>
Grinding off "As We Lay"<br>
Walk with me yall<br>
Back in the Day, you and ya man slap tapping away<br>
Pitching chains, playing craps everyday<br>
Getting high on the block<br>
Green bottles of private stock<br>
2 dollar 40's<br>
Sparks tell ya story<br>
<br>
[Chorus]<br>
<br>
[Sparks]<br>
I come up fragile and timid<br>
Pressed to the limit<br>
12 years old, no household<br>
from the start I was finished<br>
Disowned by the biologicals<br>
And adopted by rolling stones on corners, sipping Thunderbird<br>
Banging needles and pushing stolen Regals<br>
And with no hoe and no money, layered my hunger pains daily with rice and gravy<br>
Stuck between a rock and a hard spot as a juvenile<br>
Just made me wanna holla "Lord help me"<br>
But I had will power<br>
Stole a burner from Uncle Lester<br>
And that .22 long blossomed to wild flower<br>
Now when I enter rooms the conversation stop<br>
And them cock suckers whisper<br>
These faggots ain't got no cahunas<br>
So if they so much as touch me<br>
I cock back and put like bananas on them mokey motherfuckers<br>
Show no love for these cock suckers<br>
Weeping<br>
Who can't deal with life situations cause that's money to me<br>
Uhh<br>
Murder<br>
<br>
[Freeway]<br>
Now who am I<br>
Little nigga named Free from the hood<br>
What I do<br>
Make a living, make a killing in the hood<br>
What I'm trying to do now<br>
Get my children out the hood<br>
Before the ATF start coming<br>
plot, plot on<br>
Now who am I<br>
Little nigga named Free from the block<br>
What I do<br>
Make a living , make a killing on the block<br>
What I'm trying to do now<br>
Get my children off the block<br>
And my real niggas, if they coming, clique come on<br>
In my hood, F-R-double uh<br>
Cock back, double pump<br>
You rapping, I just happen to have some space in the trunk<br>
89' dough, space in the front<br>
Will ya hoe fit?<br>
Beef come, we be dumping the whole clip<br>
Having lunch, while you be fronting, be fucking ya hoe sick<br>
Send her home, can't hump<br>
Send my nigga's through ya block, can't pump<br>
Grind, watch for the cops<br>
Shit tucked<br>
I'll be watching them lady CO's if I slip up<br>
Uh Uh<br>
<br>
[chorus 2]<br>
I know it's hard in every hood I know<br>
Struggle in every ghetto I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
I see the law in every hood I go<br>
They throw metal in every hood I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
I know it's coke in every hood I know<br>
It's no joke in every hood I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
I know it's rough in every hood I know<br>
It's fucked up in every hood I know<br>
But not like the one I know<br>
<br>
[Chris and Sigel talking]<br>
Yo, I'm saying Mac, I know I'm young and all<br>
(Yeah that's whats up?)<br>
But I been through a little struggle too<br>
(What you been through?)<br>
Lot of crazy shit dog, ya know?<br>
(Shit Don't tell me, you got opportunity to tell the world)<br>
Feel this dog<br>
(Speak ya story, Yung Gun)<br>
<br>
[Chris]<br>
Yo I was brought up in the wildest streets<br>
Where niggas pack everyday, and everybody crowd to eat<br>
24/7, no time to sleep<br>
A g and up, reing up, 3 times a week<br>
Throwing numbers on the strip<br>
The yungin out the clique<br>
Moves like Carl Lewis when it's coming out the clip<br>
Uh, Still in school, all the learning I can get<br>
Focused, trying to purchase all the burners I can get<br>
I know plenty niggas fell, trying to chauffer through this shit<br>
These niggas tell, then a murder gon exist<br>
It's no joke in the hood<br>
Especially when the boat ain't make it across<br>
and we ain't got no coke in the hood<br>
That's where rap come in at, more notes in a book<br>
Dro in the woods, Mom dukes trying to lay low in the woods<br>
(raps to fade)<br>
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