in my hood

Artist: 50 Cent 
Album: The Massacre 
Song: In My Hood 
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash 
 
[50 Cent] 
Niggaz screw they face up at me 
On some real shit son they don't want beef (nah) 
I cock that, aim that shit out the window and spray 
There ain't a shell left in my heat 
Y'all niggaz better lay down, yeah I mean stay down 
You get hit with AK round, your ass ain't gon' make it 
You niggaz'll get laid out, your blood and your brains out 
Have you on the concrete ship already sinkin 
I'm from Southside motherfucker, where them gats explode 
If you feel like you're on fire, boy drop and roll 
Niggaz'll eat yo' ass up, cause they heart turned cold 
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load 
The party jump, shorty bouncin that ass, I want her 
Gimme a second I'ma holla I'ma see whassup 
I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in the trunk (uh-huh) 
Carve your ass up nice you play me like a punk 
 
[Chorus: 50 Cent singing] 
In my hood - niggaz got love for me 
But I don't go nowhere without my strap 
In my hood - a little 'dro, a little Hennessy 
and niggaz just don't know how to act 
In my hood - niggaz is gri-mey 
I stay on point, I roll with my gat 
In my hood - niggaz might buck at me 
So I keep somethin around to buck back 
 
[50 Cent] 
In my hood... I don't trust a muh'fuckin soul 
When the D's come they fold, on my first case they told 
Where I'm from it ain't safe to have more than a eighth 
Niggaz'll come to your place, put a gun in your face 
Tell you open the safe, as your heart start to race 
Cause a robbery could turn into a homo' case 
Co-operate, or Doc'll have to operate 
Niggaz I'll pop you, run a light then pop at Jake 
Trust me son, niggaz'll go hard for that cake 
These thirsty niggaz are lurkin, you'll have to catch 'em and merk 'em 
I'm observin in my hood, cause niggaz be dumbin 
Shots forfeit the dice game, all you see is the runnin 
They make it harder and harder to pump on the block 
I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm 'sposed to eat when it's hot? 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[50 Cent] 
In my hood - the house party off the hook until them shots go off 
Well that's what you get for stuntin on my block showoff 
Up, you shit out of luck if niggaz catch you slippin (uh-huh) 
Crack money slow so you know niggaz is trippin (yeah) 
Shorty down there on that Queens tracks takin a whippin 
Sheeit, bitch get out of pocket, she need some discipline 
Peep the fiend shootin diesel in his arm in the alley (ahh) 
Look at the chrome spinner spinnin on that black Denali 
The grimey niggaz where I'm from don't wanna see you chipped up 
You shy nigga on jux, you about to shoot your whip up 
It ain't good to do good in my hood 
{*click-clack, BLAM*} You know not to do good now 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[50 Cent] 
In my hood...