Lyrics in my hood.lrc Fabolous
[id: skvjqprf]
[ar:Fabolous]
[ti:in my hood]
[00:11.00][01:26.17][03:03.86][03:59.08][Chorus]
[00:11.45]When you grow up in my hood
[00:13.87]Help don’t show up in my hood
[00:16.57]Gang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hood
[00:22.19]Feel like I’m trapped in my hood
[00:24.71]Young kids get clapped in my hood
[00:27.52]That’s why I’m strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hood
[00:32.48]In..my..hood, in my hood, in my hood
[00:41.84][Verse 1: Fabolous]
[00:43.95]I’m always close to..
[00:48.21]Feeling like a corner stander, stoop sitter, or hallway post-er
[00:52.57]No matter where I go it’s always ‘posed to, feel just like I’m
[00:53.48](in my hood)
[00:54.94]Cops drive in it every 5 minutes, look at your faces, pat your waists’
[00:59.51]Try to find the stash where the gats and base is,
[01:02.23]I can’t say that they racist
[01:04.14]But I know.. it ain’t the same in they town
[01:07.15]And as fucked up as it may sound (in my hood)
[01:10.76]It’s 2 ways to make it happen off the streets
[01:13.52]Balling on the courts or rapping off the beats
[01:15.53]You hear the shells tappin’ off the ‘crete,
[01:17.59]when they clappin’ off the heat
[01:18.98]Then the yellow tape’s trappin off the street
[01:21.08]But that’s the way we was raised
[01:23.09]Preying to God, hoping that he keep us out the way of them strays
[01:48.45][Verse 2: Fabolous]
[01:58.96]They drink ’til the cups dry, eat ’til the plate’s clean
[02:01.82]Niggaz be in state greens ‘fore they turn 18
[02:04.39]’Round here you never let the beef slide twice
[02:06.91]Everybody raised on 4 wings and beef fried rice
[02:09.41]Them mothers are getting younger today
[02:11.28]Got one by the hand, one in the stroller and one on the way
[02:14.64]We don’t have role models
[02:16.76]But we got them handguns that hold hollows (in my hood)
[02:19.16]Ain’t no diplomas or degrees
[02:22.49]But you can get high from the aroma of the trees (in my hood)
[02:26.05]I know it like navigation, and fuck having patience
[02:28.62]I’ma get mine, you better get yours, cuz everyday is a struggle
[02:32.54]And One-Time ride through everyday just to bug you
[02:35.50]That’s how it is, cuz your rights be wrong
[02:38.51]And everybody got a white T on, when you’re in..my..hood
[03:14.58][Verse 3: Fab]
[03:15.93]We try to make the most of what we got
[03:17.54]You either been hit, or been close to gettin shot (in my hood)
[03:21.42]Any nigga that boast be getting got
[03:23.07]And dopeheads fiend to get a dose of what we got
[03:25.75]And young niggaz be like they slow
[03:27.76]But you give them a blunt..bet they roll the weed like a pro
[03:30.82]If you trick it’s not a problem it gets you laid
[03:34.41]But if you stick without a condom, it gets you AIDS
[03:36.39]No Sesame Street, kids watch BET
[03:39.10]Look up to niggaz that don’t got a GED
[03:41.71]I know a dude with the deadbeat tag
[03:44.11]Kids don’t got diapers but he ridin’ in the red G-Wag’
[03:47.08]In the hood, you and your beef is sure to bump heads
[03:50.03]And everybody grew up sleepin on bunk beds
[03:52.95]They telling me to vote..and I would
[03:55.52]If it made a change in my hood..mu’fucka.
[04:38.97][Fab talks ’til the end]Year of Release: 2004