This is a song about "Boyz n hood"

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

If theres a time that in the hood

I don't live in the hood

My bitches fuck me good

Trapping with the hood rats

Man it’s the killer tracks

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

So all your girls bet a grab ya boyz

Simply out of this world by choice

Cause hoes always want a guy from the hood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book