"The Hood" lyrics
Only The Family & Booka600 Lyrics
Hey, this is a Trademark production
Ay, pull up, Lamb
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
No silver spoon, so they shot dope and a dose
Old heads telling lies, murder introduced
Gave me thirty shots, I guess I'm seduced
Should I pull the trigger, start shooting?
Everybody became dead bodies
But then we walk through six-four, became allies
Everybody in the trenches don't make it alive
Girls telling, men don't cry
Best friends turn to enemies, hustle for a Bentley
I was on my six speed riding 'til my wheels leak
Scars from the concrete, made a boy a man
I feel L'A soul with the wind
The streets don't pretend
The streets don't make amends
And the police make evidence
I'm just riding through in a Benz
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
I seen the hood cycle
In the hood, Michael
Jackson and Jordan just the hood type
I got the hood vibes
Late night riding, summertime, hood nights
On the curb with the fire hydrants
Or at the park watching Cdai and Manny dunk for the highlights
Ditching school for the high life
Robbing for Jordans, not the flight Nikes
Neighborhood cameras on the lights
You hear the sirens, police on the bikes
You hear that silence, somebody died
You see the soul lift from his body
You see the shells, somebody shot him
You see the gun all in his brother pocket
In the streets, you alone
In the streets, ain't no hope
And the cases prolong
And the murder go on
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
Ay, pull up, Lamb
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
No silver spoon, so they shot dope and a dose
Old heads telling lies, murder introduced
Gave me thirty shots, I guess I'm seduced
Should I pull the trigger, start shooting?
Everybody became dead bodies
But then we walk through six-four, became allies
Everybody in the trenches don't make it alive
Girls telling, men don't cry
Best friends turn to enemies, hustle for a Bentley
I was on my six speed riding 'til my wheels leak
Scars from the concrete, made a boy a man
I feel L'A soul with the wind
The streets don't pretend
The streets don't make amends
And the police make evidence
I'm just riding through in a Benz
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
I seen the hood cycle
In the hood, Michael
Jackson and Jordan just the hood type
I got the hood vibes
Late night riding, summertime, hood nights
On the curb with the fire hydrants
Or at the park watching Cdai and Manny dunk for the highlights
Ditching school for the high life
Robbing for Jordans, not the flight Nikes
Neighborhood cameras on the lights
You hear the sirens, police on the bikes
You hear that silence, somebody died
You see the soul lift from his body
You see the shells, somebody shot him
You see the gun all in his brother pocket
In the streets, you alone
In the streets, ain't no hope
And the cases prolong
And the murder go on
Seen the hood make sacrifices and the hood rival
And the hood vitals, and the hood rights, and the hood bible
I seen the hood lie, seen the hood cry
Seen the hood ride and verse vices
