50 Cent - In My Hood Lyrics

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Niggas 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 
I spray - there ain't a shell left in my heat 
Yall niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down 
Get hit wit a K' round - ya ass ain't gonna make it 
You niggas'll get laid out, with blood and ya brains out 
Have ya on the concrete shiverin' and shakin' ... 
I'm from Southside motherfucker 
Where them gats explode 
If you feel like ya on fire, boy 
Drop and roll 
Niggas'll eat cha ass up cuz they heart turn cold 
Now you could be a victim or you can lock and load 
Party jumpin, shawty bouncin that ass 
I wanna fuck - Gimme a second, Ima holla 
I'ma see whats up 
I got my razor and my handgun 
My pistol in da trunk 
Carve ya ass up nicely if ya play me like a punk... 

[Hook] 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas got love for me 
But I don't go nowhere without my strap 
In my hoooooood 
A little dro, a lil hennessey 
And niggas juz don't kno how to act 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas is grimey 
I stay on point 
I hold to my gat 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas might buck at me 
So I keep somethin around MAC 
In my hoooooood 

I dont trust a motherfuckin 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 
Niggas'll come to ya place, put a gun in ya face 
Tell ya open the safe, as ya heart start to race 
Cuz a robbery can turn into a homo(-cide)-case 
Cooperate or doc'll have to operate 
Becuz I pop you run a light than pop at jake 
Trust me son, niggas'll go on for they cake 
These thirsty niggas are lurkin 
You have to catch em and merk em 
I'm observant in my hood 
These niggas be dummin 
Shots go off at the dice game 
All you see is them runnin 
That make it harder and harder to pump on the block 
I'm a hustler, how the fuck am supposed to eat when its hot 

[Hook] 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas got love for me 
But I don't go nowhere without my strap 
In my hoooooood 
A little dro, a lil hennessey 
And niggas juz don't kno how to act 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas is grimey 
I stay on point 
I hold to my gat 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas might buck at me 
So I keep somethin around a MAC 
In my hoooooood 

The house party off the hook 
Until them shots go off 
Well thats what u get for stuntin on my block, show off 
Uh, you shit outta luck if niggas catch you slippin 
Crack money slow, so you know niggas is trippin 
Shawty down there on that Queens track 
Takin a whippin 
Shit, bitch get outta pocket - 
She needs some discipline 
Peep the feins shootin diesel in his arm in the alley 
Look at the chrome spinners spinnin on that black Denali 
The grimey niggas where I'm from don't wanna see you chipped up 
You shine they gone jux you about to shoot ya whip up 
It ain't good to do good in my hood 
(cocks gun)Blaaow... You know not to do good now 

[Hook] 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas got love for me 
But I don't go nowhere without my strap 
In my hoooooood 
A little dro, a lil hennessey 
And niggas juz don't kno how to act 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas is grimey 
I stay on point 
I hold to my gat 
In my hoooooood 
Niggas might buck at me 
So I keep somethin around to buck back 
In my hoooooood In My Hood 

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lyrics submitted by rhetoric on 27-02-2005
lyrics corrected by autosol on 19-10-2009