This is a song about "Hood niggas"

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call the crib, same number same hood

Better than your bitch would

I send my niggas through your hood

But you don't have a chance

Trapping with the hood rats

Nigga i'm on that hood stuff

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Catchin' up with hood niggas, ballin', rhymin' triple beam,

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Better than your bitch would,i can kill yall niggas in the fucking hood.

From hollywood to the hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

With so many others still stuck in the hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook