My Hood lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics My Hood lyrics [Cam ron (intro)] You do what you do where you live I do what i do where i live That s what makes me nigga, and that s just the way it is nigga uhh, Killer, uhh, Prease, uhh, Vacant Lot, Diplomat, uhh Killer, family nigga, yo, uhh, Killer, uhh, yo yo yo... [verse one] Where i m from kids get it hectic But get arrested but get respected Piss infested, dislexic Take caution money, for extortion money Girls fate just for abortion money Honey no day you ll play me on Flip water, nuttin like avion Type a shit my niggas get gravy on Money missin , might find your baby gone The way we bond, Cam got ta spray these arms Have you relocate, like Kay Reconn (?) Crazy don, crazy cons girl fuck Put they ladies on, me i ll go crazy on? One chick told me give her a loan Shit, only thing i leave you is alone Indeed you could bone, lemme read you a poem Mom no good for ya, it s da hood for ya [chorus] My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... yo yo yo [verse two] Now it s gangs out here Cats pass we flaggin , blue n red rags we braggin Look out y all, here the padon wagon Cops or punks, hit em with the pump Nigga wanna front, Killer give em what they want Roll em up in the rug, dump they body in the trunk Eat hoe heat low kill slow like mosquito Now we dead if i ever did doubt of her You want these streets? tryin to get out of em Gotta leave fore they see Cam fold Where they don t speak Englas or Espaniol, no Where i go they don t spit that rap, they say "Ching chang maka halia" Yeah, shit like that! Get my gat, click my clack Cam s killin this, i write for niggas Am i a vantriloquiste? Ya feelin this, niggas pump ya krills ta dis Be carefull, Harlem World will get this [chorus] My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... yo yo yo... [verse three] Cats wanna talk shit, i don t throw back trash at em I come thru in a drop top, laugh at em Wit the girls behind me, bout ta throw a pass at em They with me stupid, now Ma, blast at em Cats fire when i m walkin by like JFK junior, y all talkin fly I give em Macaulay Culkin lie, Dolly Parton high, they all can buy Got it for sale And i don t run the crack spot Opperation is a jag drop, rag mop, access with a laptop One of the have-nots to brick money Then i came thru in the six yummy Ya whole click sick tummy But be carefull, out in this game Buyers, supliers, yo they wearin wires But come up in the world, if i twirl you fry Got killed like a bitch hair; curled and dyed [chorus] My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!) What it is it good for? absolutely nothin nothin nothin ... [repeat x2] [outro] Yo yo yo, yo this for every hood Every poverty, my whole NYC Harlem eastside My cats down in ATL you win! keep it krump Miami Keep it off the chain, Cat Gatti i see you in Green Borough Get money, VA my guys out in CHI-town, the whole cali Westside, LA, bay area, Dego, Houston, Dallas, Memphis Keep it krump, Detroit, i see everybody Every hood, every ghetto, everything is a poverty We love y all, Dip-Set, Killer Cam, Jim Jones, Freaky, hoooo! song lyrics