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Young Buck

In My Hood

 

In My Hood


[Young Buck: talking]
Aiyo, what up niggas? Ya'll know who it is COME ON!
Yeah and what I need niggas to do is.. Put they motherfuckin hood up
Yeah I'd like to welcome all you motherfuckers to my hood

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I got my mind and my money right ready for war
My traphouse poppin even when I'm out on tour
All 50 of 'em gone alls I got is one more
I don't leave my home you come and get it its yours
I park my Bentley in the bricks fuck with the lil' homies
They overprotective all of 'em kill for me
Dice games in the middle of the streets
Now everybody running Floyd playin with his heat
As long as the city got a hood I'm good
Its like a magnet the streets be pullin me right to it
'Prece wanna know if I got the pictures he sent me
Lil' Jimmy got a cell phone in the penitentiary
My uncle Jody just seen his wife get killed
And Rell got shot again before his ass could heal
Vince Young a Titan now he represent the 'Ville
Just tryin to tell ya how its goin down where I live

[Chorus:]
Been around the world and ai ya ya
I got love in my hood
I don't and I don't know why
Why they treat me so good
If ya ever need to find me (yeah)
Don't worryyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I'm somewhere grinding
ah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
I know some niggas that can't come back to they hood
See when you leave the streets then you gone for good
Niggas die we cry then forget about 'em next week
Go get a freak try to find (DJ KAY SLAY OVER VOCALS: Drama King)
Never sleep like New York traffic
He reached but he never got a chance to grab it
Theres something on my mind ya'll I got to ask it
They say theres no cure for AIDS look at Magic
Ya hood the same we both ain't got shit
We both wanna get out we both wanna get rich
I don't chase the cheese too many rats in the yard
Gotta watch the dealer make sure he shuffle up his cards
A young nigga with a old soul
The block too hot and my hearts so cold
They know I'm gettin money but a nigga still here
You come from out of town
Be careful hold it down
For real its where I live

[Chorus:]
Been around the world and ai ya ya
I got love in my hood
I don't and I don't know why
Why they treat me so good
If ya ever need to find me (yeah)
Don't worryyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I'm somewhere grinding
ah yeah yeah yeah

Somewhere grinding Somewhere doin my thang
You can trust I'm somewhere doing my thang
At the end of the day I'm somewhere doin my thang
Thats all I really know
I'm somewhere doin my thang

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