Hood Took Me Under
At first it was about school, then I blessed and learned to rap
Throwin' cash, money, yeah they put me on the map
I always was 'bout it, then I learned some cheap shit
Learned about crack cocaine, now you know it's somethin' big
Niggas hustlin', yes they was makin' bank rides
Round the gate, the cars, they was gettin' full of that dank
I be gang for a while, now it's time to get a glide
On a nigga with a silk, ninety dollars for a glide
Me and my team, niggas, what's on the phone?
Heard a beat, learnin' from the OG
Slingin' on, be on the street, it took a while
Bought a week after I stole the sale
A big scenario, me, yeah, I gotta stack my mail
Still got the fuckin' glock, hollow tips for that ass
Young Zotilla stackin' motherfuckin' cash, I ain't playin'
I'm an live about heaven, try to gang a store
Can't find a thing, gone for rent, bankroll
Bless my mom, she think about is my debt
When I leave, she think I'll get caught
Wonder about my last grip, but I'ma be too
I gotta sit down and wonder what the fuck I'm gonna do
The hood that took me under
The hood that took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that stacks on me, tell it's a shame
I'm tryna survive because it's hard to fit this game
But this what I chose, until I die I'ma be real
And I'm here to kill, or other than that, I could kill
This shit looks good, but your face up in the mall
'Cause jealousy kills, so watch your back because it's hard
Yes, that money be comin', but the fast life is breezin'
As well as your cheez-its, this fuckin' shit ain't easy
Fourteen years old, and I'm trapped up in my hood
But I'm down with my hood, 'cause don't finish the song
Yes, I get much love, and I get love back
Yes, I'm under, tryna come over, got my hand on my head
Better to fuck a nigga down with that motherfuckin' chrome
'Cause it ain't no fuckin' love, I leave some slugs in your dome
Might have passed, but fuck, I leave your ass in a blood pool
I don't give a fuck, last thing on my mind is school
It's all about money, nigga, got a class, I'm fuckin' real
If I'm dyin', go for broke and pop in a fuckin' clip
Better kill somebody, I'm a motherfuckin' real nigga
Will always be a trill nigga, busy, don't kill nigga
Got a fuckin' sack of rocks, big fat blunt up
I'm stuck under a rocker, 'cause the hood took me under
The hood took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made, 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood took me under
I don't know which way to turn, it's the fuckin' hallway
That a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made, 'cause a young nigga struggle
I'm still on the block with my sack
Enemies all over, and I gotta pack my gat
This shit is fucked, I gotta get unstuck
I'm 'bout to catch a buck, I just ain't got no luck
I talk of bein' slim, they say the hood is lovely shit
But I gotta get off the hood before I be in a zit
Stomp, cow, stompin, gotta get a name for me
I got a talent, I'mma use it
Represent the third, tentrifilitated from the hood
Nigga tryna come up like, in the game
And when you can, make a buck, this nigga don't fake
I used to have to stay up late, when you see a life flash
And hit that motherfuckin' gate, none of that no more
I was under, now I'm up
Guess I used to have dreams, but not a little
When gettin' loved, still got lots to fuck
The hood never get where I'm from, I'll go down any day
So if you want somethin', come get some
Oh, yes, I'm done with drama, nigga, bring the fuckin' noise
I've been through all the stages, and I'm still a little boy
Still a chick, baby gangsta, now you gon' wonder
I made a fuckin' mistake and let the hood take me under
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
Throwin' cash, money, yeah they put me on the map
I always was 'bout it, then I learned some cheap shit
Learned about crack cocaine, now you know it's somethin' big
Niggas hustlin', yes they was makin' bank rides
Round the gate, the cars, they was gettin' full of that dank
I be gang for a while, now it's time to get a glide
On a nigga with a silk, ninety dollars for a glide
Me and my team, niggas, what's on the phone?
Heard a beat, learnin' from the OG
Slingin' on, be on the street, it took a while
Bought a week after I stole the sale
A big scenario, me, yeah, I gotta stack my mail
Still got the fuckin' glock, hollow tips for that ass
Young Zotilla stackin' motherfuckin' cash, I ain't playin'
I'm an live about heaven, try to gang a store
Can't find a thing, gone for rent, bankroll
Bless my mom, she think about is my debt
When I leave, she think I'll get caught
Wonder about my last grip, but I'ma be too
I gotta sit down and wonder what the fuck I'm gonna do
The hood that took me under
The hood that took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that stacks on me, tell it's a shame
I'm tryna survive because it's hard to fit this game
But this what I chose, until I die I'ma be real
And I'm here to kill, or other than that, I could kill
This shit looks good, but your face up in the mall
'Cause jealousy kills, so watch your back because it's hard
Yes, that money be comin', but the fast life is breezin'
As well as your cheez-its, this fuckin' shit ain't easy
Fourteen years old, and I'm trapped up in my hood
But I'm down with my hood, 'cause don't finish the song
Yes, I get much love, and I get love back
Yes, I'm under, tryna come over, got my hand on my head
Better to fuck a nigga down with that motherfuckin' chrome
'Cause it ain't no fuckin' love, I leave some slugs in your dome
Might have passed, but fuck, I leave your ass in a blood pool
I don't give a fuck, last thing on my mind is school
It's all about money, nigga, got a class, I'm fuckin' real
If I'm dyin', go for broke and pop in a fuckin' clip
Better kill somebody, I'm a motherfuckin' real nigga
Will always be a trill nigga, busy, don't kill nigga
Got a fuckin' sack of rocks, big fat blunt up
I'm stuck under a rocker, 'cause the hood took me under
The hood took me under, I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made, 'cause a young nigga struggle
The hood took me under
I don't know which way to turn, it's the fuckin' hallway
That a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets, yes, I gotta hustle
Money need to be made, 'cause a young nigga struggle
I'm still on the block with my sack
Enemies all over, and I gotta pack my gat
This shit is fucked, I gotta get unstuck
I'm 'bout to catch a buck, I just ain't got no luck
I talk of bein' slim, they say the hood is lovely shit
But I gotta get off the hood before I be in a zit
Stomp, cow, stompin, gotta get a name for me
I got a talent, I'mma use it
Represent the third, tentrifilitated from the hood
Nigga tryna come up like, in the game
And when you can, make a buck, this nigga don't fake
I used to have to stay up late, when you see a life flash
And hit that motherfuckin' gate, none of that no more
I was under, now I'm up
Guess I used to have dreams, but not a little
When gettin' loved, still got lots to fuck
The hood never get where I'm from, I'll go down any day
So if you want somethin', come get some
Oh, yes, I'm done with drama, nigga, bring the fuckin' noise
I've been through all the stages, and I'm still a little boy
Still a chick, baby gangsta, now you gon' wonder
I made a fuckin' mistake and let the hood take me under
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
The hood that took me under
I don't know which way to turn
It's the fuckin' hallway that a nigga had to learn
Growin' up in the streets
Yes, I gotta hustle, money need to be made
'Cause a young nigga struggle
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Writer(s): Christopher N Dorsey, Byron O Thomas
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