Hot Boy$ - Up In Tha Hood Lyrics
Artist: Hot Boys f/ LacAlbum:Let 'Em BurnSong: Up in the Hood[Lil' Wayne]huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the bottom of the streets of HollygroveIt's Young Carter - ***** wit' me and I fix mo' wigs than a beauty parlorAnd due ta all the controvery that circles my cliqueI'm liable ta click out at any time and murder a *****I've murda within the game and get deeper it stays followThen .9 me and get hit wit' my ak's hollowsI blaze block flows at 'cha dome PacoI let one shot go and watch hot sauce leak out 'cho tacoHead for the border, don't die when I'm there for the causeThug Life 'cuz I live it, bary me in t-shirt - jeans and tennis and ***** my *****esAnd y'all can trust my niggaz - while I'm here, I'm a living legacyAnd I gatta eat like a ***** when in pregnancy, definatelyAin't no hoe can get the best of meAnd ain't no facilty in this world that can correct meI'm wild and untamed, I just get more work from Baby and I power them thangsYou muh'*****as don't want problem wit' Wayne huh(Hook 2x - [Lac])Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when I'm up in the hoodCatch me steppin' in the mud when I'm up in the hoodCatch me hustlin' on the block when I'm up in the hoodCatch me clutchin' on my glock when I'm up in the hood[B.G.]Beef wit' me - your life is what it'd a cost yaI will catch you slippin' do you something pretty awfulSplit you from your lip ta the back of ya neck niggaKnock ya navel out ya back, spine a crawl out 'cho chest niggaMake sure you have no pumps of hard beefSurronded by yellow tape and under a white sheetI joke, but I don't play - I laugh, but I don't clownI pull out, jump out, run up, and spray ya downNow +That is How I Get Down+And when I spit, I spit nothing less, than 50 roundsI'm the last, you wanna have problems withI can't catch ya, I indulge ya mom and 'emI'm low hound like that - I'm a guerilla ya digI'm from Uptown where you drown all killaz ya digSo get it right, or get your life taken awayPlay wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face(Hook 2x - [Lac])[Juvenile]Lil' Daddy come here, let me put 'chu up on gameIt's election time, that's why itza drought of cocaineSee what im sayin' - they all got they hand inAnd play the background ta use niggaz ta stand inSo we all be like ***** it, we ain't got no gigsAnd fussin' ain't gon feed and house no kidsIf you was eating you wouldn't have a reason ta thugBut we was starving, so the whole hood was hustling drugsI remember New Year's Eve when the light's went outAll the food sproil - we didn't have a bite in the houseSo I did what I had ta do - between me and youLil' nigga I pull it off - and no one ever knewHad money ta get some groceries - clothes and whateverThen asked the lord not ta let the devil get close ta me neverSome people it ain't fust, So I accept my lickI ain't checking ya - I want ya ta respect my shit(Hook 2x - [Lac])[Turk]I tote the chopper with 50 and I won't hesitate ta use itI clear the whole block when I come through shootingNo picks, no chosers - any nigga could get itDon't care if you big or small - I still leave ya shittedI'm from the projects so y'kno I'm cuthroatA soulja out that 'Nolia want beef - Lets goNigga I'm +Bout Whatever+I'm tired a telling ya thatPlay with me if ya want, get ya *****ing head crackedDon't make me dress in black - you don't wanna do thatCuz I don't tote one Mag - I tote two MagsQuik ta leave ya flat on ya motha*****ing backPut a hole in ya head and a hole in ya chestNigga thats how it happen ta ya when ya disrespectingHave ya mom on tha front level dressed in all blackI'ma Killer nigga - a untamed guerilla niggaLil' Turk from Uptown quik ta steal a nigga(Hook 4x - [Lac])(Outro - [Turk])(Ha! Ha!) Hot Boys in yo hood nigga, and we up ta no good niggaLil' Turk nigga - B.G. nigga - Juvenile nigga - Weezy niggaBaby nigga - Mannie Fresh nigga - Sugar Slim niggaHow u Luv That? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! - respect it nigga
