Ruff Ryders - The Hood Lyrics
Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the streetDo yall here me?Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street[beanie seagal]Beanie segal hit hard, and Ill wire ya jawTrademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scarsTwist backwards, never catch me rollin cigarsOnly ***** and blow dro out of perservative jarsOn the block serving like I never heard of the lawCops hit the spot ***** it, mad bro to bar***** crack, flip powder, I aint takin a lossPlus if I get snatched, its less time for the songI was been known to stroll the block, hold the glockBlow dro, pick up doe, reload the spotIm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammerIm the reason why smokers steal car antennasI get bricks, so you know I make big nicksThe size of chiclets, that make you pricks sickWhile you try to profit, I just flip quickYa niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be quick[nuchild]Now when you wake upIm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gunHolding your son, smoking bransonBlowing smoke in your face, I want the ransom and someHis shitll get the opposite of handsomeI mean I got to come cleanIve done bagged up and served everything youve seen in the feds magazineIm what yall havent seenI swallow kerosene and piss out gassolineStrike a match and burn the *****ing sceneIm no joker - I could blow you into smokeAnd make your man a second hand smoker.Im so vulgar - Im sendin niggas straight back to their makerBroke, with a playstation for a cd player, see me player?I dont even play that shitI just spit and have the whole hood sayin my shitYall got a bible? well pray in that shitWhile I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then come to rip ya[infrared]This be the realest shit I ever wroteGun up in your mouth, hands around your throatChoke nigga choke, Im dopeRoll me up and smoke, on contactNiggas react, and play me backFor doe, Ill murder ever nigga not on this trackI spit back, at any nigga claimin he teflonThe best on, be the next nigga get stepped onA sick dude, type to ask God you wanna battle?I could care less, send me hell I like to travelAfter waxin him, I wax youSmack you, clap you, and thats twoNiggas I left lookin like statuesI have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hardSome jail shit? never even walked through a junk yardI thump hardMake a nigga yell for crew quickA true *****, eat a nigga up like a chew-stickToo rich, is what I plan to be in the 9-9Its all mine, fagots ride bench when its crunch timeSo bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opiumYou ethiopianWillie niggas, yeah we scopin em, and ropin emDo a nigga rosewood styleHangin by his weak picture, callin his moms and his child[mysonne]Its mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palmPoppin niggas in their sleep so they die calmKill or be killed, thats the shit that Im onIts desparoto style, shooting at them side armIm gone, see Im dope like heroinAnd my guns got scopes, so they zero inHere on in, know I fear no menAnd muther***** shootin five, here go tenKnow that if you start a problem, theres no endYou tough? fight death and be a hero thenNiggas call me poppiseed, Ill pop your seedAnd move bricks on the block thats too hot to breathIm a real type of nigga, that ***** and squeezeYall them second guess fagots, that ***** and freezeSo I ***** with real niggas, like the lox and dAnd yall niggas got problems, just watch and see[drag-on]Im the kid with the unlaced boots, butll lace youLeave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagelAll my bullets hit, never graze youIf you never was shit, ima promise you thisIma front page you, ima youngnThe first one there, and the last one to get to runningUnless you tell me the cops comingCuz I like to feel assed out, so when they trap me I blast outIm quiet my gun gotta bad mouthI wake up with the mad southYou know how many chinks and jewsDrags done dragged out, on a cash route?Cuz when I walk in, stop the talkingI dont give a ***** if its a nigga with a walkmanIma put him in a coffinSoon as I step inIm runnin up on the nigga with the thick lensIm tryin to get the benz with the thick rimsDouble r, soon half of usll goto jailThe best studio, 16 bars to post bail
