Bein an MC sometimes in the world of rhyme Through my neighborhood or whatever trying to get some inspiration I'm tryin' to absorb the environment One
to knew he'd do the same thang if he could Cause in the hood true homies make you feel good And half the times we be actin up call the cops Bringin a
Come through the hood, you'll get shot homey just cause I say so I'm the hottest shit on this street, I don't do J Lo (here we go) [Chorus - 50 Cent
(Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys) Yea [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCa right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
gang, gang bang, let my middle finger hang Ain't nothin changed my name, P. Crakk Cocaine (P. Crakk Cocaine) Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't clean No one
my middle finger hang Ain't nothin changed my name, P. Crack Cocaine (P. Crack Cocaine) Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't clean No one to blame but
I call wolves and try to get sent through to every hood Cock back the Lean Back, rat-a-tat-tat Duc-Lo or you'll be the next traitor to flow And my niggaz
and bulletproofed the Suburbans No handouts, stay earnin' mine The hood hate to see a nigga shine and now I know That a ho gon' always be a ho And
get you back in the groove This one is for the Arabics and the Jews Listen to my song, Slang Terra-Don Show em how to be strong, Never stay in the wrong
(feat. Lounge Lo and Ghetto Philharmonic) [Intro: Cappadonna (Lounge Lo)] I'll break that nigga face in, right there (I'm listening) Right there at
I be the building And burning piff with my niggas and a couple of children Getting gwap, Tryna stack my cheese, Nigga please This is fairy boat Lo, That be
Cause I Dont Want Relish King Taco In A Laybackwith Madre In Houston I Got Hoes That Will Rob You I Got Hoes That Be Boostin Im Sophisticated, Educated Even Hood
they ear lobes heavy weight in my chain hittin the game where you niggas be slackin got the dro for the lo that?s what my niggas be sackin my shell
Lo Que Quieres I Got A Lil Fetish To Be Dancing With Mujeres Will.I.Am Chop Up The Funk Like The Shredders When Im Done Rocking They Be Like Hay Me Jefe
're just doing them a favor when you're killing one another Think, who would have your back if the shit came down to color Feel they know some project claimed, one
well, you know, you've got to have the police, cause.. if there were no police, look at what you'd be doing to yourselves! You'd be killing each other
