Fabolous - In My Hood Lyrics
(chorus)When you grow up in my hoodHelp don't show up in my hoodGang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodFeel like I'm trapped in my hoodYoung kids get clapped in my hoodThat's why I'm strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodIn..my..hood, in my hood, in my hood[Verse 1]I'm always close to..Feeling like a corner stander, stoop sitter, or hallway post-erNo matter where I go it's always 'posed to, feel just like I'm (in my hood)Cops drive in it every 5 minutes(uh huh), look at your faces(uh huh), pat your waists' (uh huh)Try to find the stash where the gats and base is, I can't say that they racist (i dont know)But I know.. it ain't the same in they townAnd as *****ed up as it may sound (in my hood)It's 2 ways to make it happen off the streets (yeah)Balling on the courts or rapping off the beatsYou hear the shells tappin' off the 'crete, when they clappin' off the heatThen the yellow tape's trappin off the street(uh huh)But that's the way we was raisedPreying to God, hoping that he keep us out the way of them strays(chorus)When you grow up in my hoodHelp don't show up in my hoodGang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodFeel like I'm trapped in my hoodYoung kids get clapped in my hoodThat's why I'm strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodIn..my..hood, in my hood, in my hood[Verse 2]They drink 'til the cups dry, eat 'til the plate's cleanNiggaz be in state greens 'fore they turn 18'Round here you never let the beef slide twiceEverybody raised on 4 wings and beef fried riceThem mothers are getting younger todayGot one by the hand, one in the stroller and one on the wayWe don't have role modelsBut we got them handguns that hold hollows (in my hood)Ain't no diplomas or degreesBut you can get high from the aroma of the trees (in my hood)I know it like navigation, and ***** having patienceI'ma get mine, you better get yours, cuz everyday is a struggleAnd One-Time ride through everyday just to bug youThat's how it is, cuz your rights be wrongAnd everybody got a white T on, when you're in..my..hood(chorus)When you grow up in my hoodHelp don't show up in my hoodGang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodFeel like I'm trapped in my hoodYoung kids get clapped in my hoodThat's why I'm strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodIn..my..hood, in my hood, in my hood[Verse 3]We try to make the most of what we gotYou either been hit, or been close to gettin shot (in my hood)Any nigga that boast be getting gotAnd dope heads fiend to get a dose of what we gotAnd young niggaz be like they slowBut you give them a blunt..bet they roll the weed like a proIf you trick it's not a problem it gets you laidBut if you stick without a condom, it gets you AIDSNo Sesame Street, kids watch BETLook up to niggaz that don't got a GEDI know a dude with the deadbeat tagKids don't got diapers but he ridin' in the red G-Wag'In the hood, you and your beef is sure to bump headsAnd everybody grew up sleepin on bunk bedsThey telling me to vote..and I wouldIf it made a change in my hood..mu'*****a.(chorus)When you grow up in my hoodHelp don't show up in my hoodGang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodFeel like I'm trapped in my hoodYoung kids get clapped in my hoodThat's why I'm strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hoodIn..my..hood, in my hood, in my hoodey ma nigga (whats hood man)i gotta special love 4 da hood ya knowif feel me like this comin from a nigga who cant even split hair in rows(uh huh) and gettin cheques with 6 zeros (yeah)and like 4 real (like 4 real) i cant even see whats really hood no mo man(i dont know) i dont know what niggaz like (i dont i dont know maybe its like) i dont knowits one thing to be from da hood (yeahh) and its another thing to be for the hood(uh huh) lotta these nigga is from da hood(dont let them fool you tho) but they aint for da hood(you seeing) i guess im a different type of nigga ya know(i guess so) im from da hood and im for the hood too
