Who think you foolin'? We not new to it We countin' fluent I'm scammin' a wood, my cup full of mud I came out the hood Sometimes a gangsta need a hug I'ma give all my problems above Hate when people keep doin' too much Keep it real, the streets show you

I came to get somethin?, I ain't worried 'bout nothin? Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin? Strap like it's legal, ridin? around bumpin? If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggaz anyway They could drop

His parents hustled So he was left alone by himself a lot So shit, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do When boys in the hood came out, This little nigga rolled himself a joint And watched the whole motherfucker by itself His pops didn't give a fuck,