The Hood

Hey this is a Trademark production Hey pull up Lamb Chorus Seen the hood make sacrifices And the hood rivals And the hood vitals And the hood rights And the hood bible I seen the hood life Seen the hood cry Seen the hood riding At first vices Verse 1 No silver spoons, so they shot dope antidoes Old heads telling lies, murder introduced Gave me 30 shots, I guess I'm seduced Should I pull the trigger, start shooting Everybody, became dead bodies But then we walk through 64, became allies Everybody in the trenches don't make it alive Girls telling men don't cry Best friends turn to enemies Hustle for a Bentley I was on my 6 speed Riding 'till my wheels lean Skies from the concrete Made a boy a man I feel LA soul with the wind The streets don't pretend The streets don't make amends And the police make evidence I'm just riding through in a Benz Chorus Seen the hood make sacrifices And the hood rivals And the hood vitals And the hood rights And the hood bible I seen the hood life Seen the hood cry Seen the hood riding At first vices Verse 2 I seen the hood cycle And the hood Michael Jackson and Jordan, just the hood type I got the hood vibes Late night riding summer time, hood nights On the curb with the fire hydrants At the Park watching Cdai and Manny dunk for the highlights Ditching school for the highlife Robbing for Jordan's not the flight Nikes Neighborhood, cameras on the lights You hear the sirens, police on the bikes You hear the silence, somebody die You see the soul lift from his body You see the shells, somebody shot him You see the gun all in his brother pocket In the streets you alone In the streets ain't no hope And the cases prolong And the murder go on Chorus Seen the hood make sacrifices And the hood rivals And the hood vitals And the hood rights And the hood bible I seen the hood life Seen the hood cry Seen the hood riding At first vices