In My Hood - Young Jeezy, Styles P

By the way, as usual, suck my dick

And the other nigga ain’t worth nuttin (uh-uh)

He ain’t worth shootin, ain’t worth countin to mention a nigga

Catch 50 in the hood, we lynchin a nigga

Heard Boy Wonder gay as a bird

Did a porno with a man, nigga stay off the curb

And by the way, I don’t wanna fuckin hammer you niggas

I know James Cruz a rat and that’s your manager nigga

And birds of a feather, flock together

Fly South for the winter get shot together (boom)

It’s a God damn shame what it’s come to

Got a bullet in his jaw guess 50 want, one in his tongue too

But I ain’t tryin to fuck with the Rat Unit

Made 50 million, spent about ten on police

And I ain’t got that much but I can chill on the streets

And I ain’t tryin to get in the mood (uh-uh)

Who you tryin to fake out, when the only thing you take out is food

Nigga better look at your zip code

I’ll be in New York when I’m spittin that shit bro

I ain’t got a problem with lettin the fifth go

Your men look like bitches, tell them niggas start lettin your dick go

You don’t really want it with Ghost

Your money long but my shit still stronger than dope, motherfucker

Cowards, whattup nigga?

(Yeah)

How could you talk shit with police with you?

(How?)

Let’s be serious

Fall back nigga (fall back)

I mean you sold ten million, you did it baby

Fall back (word)

This is real niggas nigga

Ain’t no police over here nigga

You must be fuckin sniffin coke in that mansion, fake-ass Scarface

You shoulda tried to fuck with us, idiot

Time is money

Since you got so much money nigga

Cop a million of my shits, and learn somethin

Learn how to rap motherfucker, ONE

Supa!