Catch Me in the Hood

Yea, 50cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo (Lloyd Banks) This rap shit plays a major part in my life She looked for jack but realize that I got the ride Well send a muthafucker at ya tonight G-Unit And I ain't sleepin till my click pop em Swimmin in bowls of money Micheal walking around with a head em Cause it's Charley mc dummy it's funny Niggaz go ravving see you suffering, hungry I'm Co-D as well skating with enough of niggaz money Why you ass of You know you ain't that tough I'm pulling your mask off As soon as you act up You know what I came for A peace of the game or Art till the readers Buy ass long as a chainsaw I buy them weight But tis still feels like I'm dreamin 40. calinger my pillow cinda feel like my see-men I fysical pressence of a female the form of a demon That's why I fuck em and leave em get my note while I'm leaving And I thought they catch me slippin now I'm ducking and drippin, that's a thousand dollar outfit wuth the fuck is you brickin They drippin, the record can get my ass in position Death wish for no gorilla jim wether canie a couchen Listen, and when trough momma bitchen in and out the kitchen wuth probable cause is probable in and out the prison We got soldiers But you still gotta respect the arts We got more 4-5s and nines then a deck of cards (Tony Yayo) You can take me out the hood But can take the hood out me Cause I'm getto Niggaz hate when you to good But when you broke Your friends and your enemy's They love you Chi-Chi get the Yayo Picture me being crack out of ten trips on the train Chi-Chi get the Yayo Picture me being crack Oh, you go You can sniff me, cut me ill turn you to a junkie I'm the nr. 1 cellar in the whole fucking country Wallstreet niggaz, they caught me on a low White boyz don't call me coke they call me blow Its time to go on a bus the train a plane I'm smuggle I'm nothin but trouble Ill make ya money double Cook me in bacon soda, ill turn ya hoop-rock into a new range-rover Ill pay all ya bills and fill je frigerator Feed ya familly turn ya man to a hater You can put me in a dog-pannel or ya stash box Put me in ya night' tims a read box If you caught three and a halve you hustlin backwards Cop a hundred grand you moving forwards I'm trying to move more birds, and PA all day on the corner of third (50 cent) You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out me Cause I'm gettho Picture me pollishing pistols I'm coming to get you the sails hit you they scream Think I'm playing I mean it Man I don't bought all this pistols, just get it popping Start and wavin my own voice shell cases gets the drop The devils got a cone I got to much pride to hide I'm outside gun in my pocket there's stuntin to poppin I'm dying to poppin them young and I'm wrestling to the death system as the world turns the rececippy learn Count on my blessins clean up my weapons I'm ready for war The strong survive the big shall perrish I told you before Hoes can come and take me now I'm 50 NICE TANE Well I see you 20 grands and tips of the dice game Its burned out can't stop it You gotta watch MTV ,BET, NIGGA YOU SEE ME I wonder if I'm mad cause I'm doing good Cause niggaz are feelin me more than you in yo hood And it hurts cause you love them but they don't love you back cause they know you just rappin and you don't bust a get. You pussy Yea, explain it to the niggaz in yo hood nigga They know you fuckin the front nigga Talk all that gangsta shit on the reggae I see you nigga Niggas know me nigga Ask around in my hood nigga We'are de daily news nigga You see them talkin about me nigga I'm in the middle of all cinds of shit Pussy...get it poppin