That's the hood that you can't go
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
I rose above all the hate
That's why I'm dapping my carnales told 'em all go be great
We don't gotta stick around no more let's buy an estate
Let's beat the odds and do the things the stats be saying we can't
I'm a menace to society build up the hood entirely
They wanna see you be on Section 8 your life entirely
Switch our heads take my mentality
They'll probably take you into ICU to check your sanity
They tried to bury us all but didn't know we were seeds
You probably heard that one before, but that's what it is
Yeah, that's what it is
And I'm a rebel, GOD forgive me for my every sin, uh
My bro is on his last strike,
If he rob another man, he'll be sentenced to life
I was yelling at the Judge, 7 years this ain't right,
But he took it to the chin, I hope he get out in time
In time to see his baby cause his girl said that she's pregnant
I know he scared his girl gon' leave him when she's tired of waiting
Dear Lord, I leave my plan in your hands
So much hatred from my own, even in my own fam
My gun is getting rusty, ain't fearing for my life G
Trusting in my hands and my fists already trust me
So if they got a issue with me pull up and we fighting
The lessons that I got in the garage i'm like Tyson
You don't know where I'm from I keep the O.G.s in touch
Cruising through my hood playing all the oldies and such
Brenton Wood, Temptations, we even play Durand Jones
I hate today's music it's a million clones
As a kid i saw the cops and I wanted to be 'em
But now they saying put your hands up where i can see 'em
That's the hood that you can't go
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
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That's the hood that you can't go
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
I rose above all the hate
That's why I'm dapping my carnales told 'em all go be great
We don't gotta stick around no more let's buy an estate
Let's beat the odds and do the things the stats be saying we can't
I'm a menace to society build up the hood entirely
They wanna see you be on Section 8 your life entirely
Switch our heads take my mentality
They'll probably take you into ICU to check your sanity
They tried to bury us all but didn't know we were seeds
You probably heard that one before, but that's what it is
Yeah, that's what it is
And I'm a rebel, GOD forgive me for my every sin, uh
My bro is on his last strike,
If he rob another man, he'll be sentenced to life
I was yelling at the Judge, 7 years this ain't right,
But he took it to the chin, I hope he get out in time
In time to see his baby cause his girl said that she's pregnant
I know he scared his girl gon' leave him when she's tired of waiting
Dear Lord, I leave my plan in your hands
So much hatred from my own, even in my own fam
My gun is getting rusty, ain't fearing for my life G
Trusting in my hands and my fists already trust me
So if they got a issue with me pull up and we fighting
The lessons that I got in the garage i'm like Tyson
You don't know where I'm from I keep the O.G.s in touch
Cruising through my hood playing all the oldies and such
Brenton Wood, Temptations, we even play Durand Jones
I hate today's music it's a million clones
As a kid i saw the cops and I wanted to be 'em
But now they saying put your hands up where i can see 'em
That's the hood that you can't go
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
I rose above all the hate
That's why I'm dapping my carnales told 'em all go be great
We don't gotta stick around no more let's buy an estate
Let's beat the odds and do the things the stats be saying we can't
I'm a menace to society build up the hood entirely
They wanna see you be on Section 8 your life entirely
Switch our heads take my mentality
They'll probably take you into ICU to check your sanity
They tried to bury us all but didn't know we were seeds
You probably heard that one before, but that's what it is
Yeah, that's what it is
And I'm a rebel, GOD forgive me for my every sin, uh
My bro is on his last strike,
If he rob another man, he'll be sentenced to life
I was yelling at the Judge, 7 years this ain't right,
But he took it to the chin, I hope he get out in time
In time to see his baby cause his girl said that she's pregnant
I know he scared his girl gon' leave him when she's tired of waiting
Dear Lord, I leave my plan in your hands
So much hatred from my own, even in my own fam
My gun is getting rusty, ain't fearing for my life G
Trusting in my hands and my fists already trust me
So if they got a issue with me pull up and we fighting
The lessons that I got in the garage i'm like Tyson
You don't know where I'm from I keep the O.G.s in touch
Cruising through my hood playing all the oldies and such
Brenton Wood, Temptations, we even play Durand Jones
I hate today's music it's a million clones
As a kid i saw the cops and I wanted to be 'em
But now they saying put your hands up where i can see 'em
That's the hood that you can't go
Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo
Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro
That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though
Brown skinned I got love for my rag
Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no
The heartbeat, yeah I love it
Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it
Writer: Christopher Palacios
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