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Some information about In My Hood Lyrics Title: Fabolous - In My Hood lyrics Artist: Fabolous Album: Real Talk Visitors: 5 visitors have visited In My Hood Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [ChorusWhen you grow up in my hoodHelp don t show up in my hoodGang signs go up in my hoodjust 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 hoodjust cuz you in..my..hoodIn..my..hoodin my hoodin my hood[Verse 1: FabolousI m always close to..Feeling like a corner standerstoop sitteror hallway post-erNo matter where I go it s always posed tofeel just like I m in my hoodCops drive in it every 5 minuteslook at your facespat your waists Try to find the stash where the gats and base isI can t say that they racistBut I know.. it ain t the same in they townAnd as fucked up as it may sound in my hoodIt s 2 ways to make it happen off the streetsBalling on the courts or rapping off the beatsYou hear the shells tappin off the cretewhen they clappin off the heatThen the yellow tape s trappin off the streetBut that s the way we was raisedPreying to Godhoping that he keep us out the way of them strays[Chorus[Verse 2: FabolousThey drink til the cups dryeat 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 handone in the stroller and one on the wayWe don t have role modelsBut we got them handguns that hold hollows in my hoodAin t no diplomas or degreesBut you can get high from the aroma of the trees in my hoodI know it like navigationand fuck having patienceI ma get mineyou better get yourscuz everyday is a struggleAnd One-Time ride through everyday just to bug youThat s how it iscuz your rights be wrongAnd everybody got a white T onwhen you re in..my..hood[Chorus[Verse 3: FabWe try to make the most of what we gotYou either been hitor been close to gettin shot in my hoodAny nigga that boast be getting gotAnd dopeheads 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 condomit gets you AIDSNo Sesame Streetkids 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 hoodyou 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 fucka.[Chorus[Fab talks til the end Hottest songs from Fabolous : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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