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Hood I Know

I know it's hard in every hood I know
Struggle in every ghetto I know
But not like the one I know
I see the law in every hood I go
They throw metal in every hood I know
But not like the one I know

We all started innocent, eating Reese's Pieces
I was young, then wearing 5 star Aleses
Bullet in yo' gut, have a bag catch yo' feces
20 months, vision quest, sleeping in a tepee

Since my dad died, attitude worsened
That's why I stole cars before I could write cursive
Thousand miles from being rich, stuck on my grind
Try to sale nickel bags like Louie Baton

I'm young, I'm good, best shape of my life
One shot from big shit a blow you out of yo' Nikes
Only a dickhead wouldn't wanna be rich
And do his car like school and drop out in the 6

You could look at my wrist, It wasn't shit on it
But I was determined to get a little gliss on 'em
The 40 ounce bottles done turned to Cris on 'em
And every bitch that was fronting, I'm a piss on 'em

My hood dog like any average one
You know the dirty kids on the block having fun
Hand to hand is how the grams is slung
In tanned Timberlands and [unverified]until them vans a come

It's all good now but you remember those latter days
Them tableware, soul food platter days
That was yo' mom little hustle on a Saturdays
Back then, when it really didn't matter days

You would take that beating 'cause you wasn't trying to be
The only one who missed the house party on the weekend
Knowing that them project chicks was in there freaking
Grinding off 'as we lay, walk with me y'all

Back in the day, you and yo' man slap tapping away
Pitching chains, playing craps everyday
Getting high on the block, green bottles of private stock
2 dollar 40's sparks tell yo' story

I know it's hard in every hood I know
Struggle in every ghetto I know
But not like the one I know
I see the law in every hood I go
They throw metal in every hood I know
But not like the one I know

I come up fragile and timid, pressed to the limit
12 years old, no household from the start I was finished
Disowned by the biologicals and adopted by
Rolling stones on corners, sipping Thunderbird

Banging needles and pushing stolen Regals
And with no hoe and no money, layered my hunger
Pains daily with rice and gravy
Stuck between a rock and a hard spot as a juvenile

Just made me wanna holla 'lord, help me
But I had will power, stole a burner from Uncle Lester
And that .22 long blossomed to wild flower
Now when I enter rooms the conversation stop

And them cock suckers whisper
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These fagots ain't got no kahunas
So if they so much as touch me, I cock back
And put like bananas on them monkey, motherfuckers

Show no love for these cock suckers weeping
Who can't deal with life situations
'Cause that's money to me, uh, murder

Now who am I? Little nigga named Free from the hood
What I do, make a living, make a killing in the hood
What I'm trying to do now, get my children out the hood
Before the ATF start coming plot, plot on

Now who am I? Little nigga named Free from the block
What I do, make a living , make a killing on the block
What I'm trying to do now, get my children off the block
And my real niggas, if they coming, clique, come on

In my hood, F R double, uh, cock back, double pump
You rapping, I just happen to have some space in the trunk
89' dough, space in the front, will you hoe fit?
Beef come, we be dumping the whole clip

Having lunch, while you be fronting, be fucking
Yo' hoe sick, send her home, can't hump
Send my nigga's through yo' block, can't pump
Grind, watch for the cops shit tucked
I'll be watching them lady CO's if I slip up, uh, uh

I know it's hard in every hood I know
Struggle in every ghetto I know
But not like the one I know
I see the law in every hood I go
They throw metal in every hood I know
But not like the one I know

I know it's coke in every hood I know
It's no joke in every hood I know
But not like the one I know
I know it's rough in every hood I know
It's fucked up in every hood I know
But not like the one I know

Yo, I'm saying Mac, I know I'm young and all
(Yeah that's whats up?)
But I been through a little struggle too
(What you been through?)
Lot of crazy shit dog, you know?
(Shit Don't tell me, you got opportunity to tell the world)
Feel this dog
(Speak yo' story, Yung Gun)

Yo, I was brought up in the wildest streets
Where niggas pack everyday, and everybody crowd to eat
24/7, no time to sleep, A G and up, reign up, 3 times a week
Throwing numbers on the strip the youngin' out the clique
Moves like Carl Lewis when it's coming out the clip

Uh, Still in school, all the learning I can get
Focused, trying to purchase all the burners I can get
I know plenty niggas fell, trying to chauffeur through this shit
These niggas tell, then a murder gon' exist
It's no joke in the hood

Especially when the boat ain't make it across
And we ain't got no coke in the hood
That's where rap come in at, more notes in a book
Dro in the woods, mom dukes tryin' to lay low in the woods
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