This is a song about "Im to hood"

Now im mad at the hood like a crook

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Give back to the hood like nino brown

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

"jc, you ain't gonna make it! go back to your fucking hood!"

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

And i dare that bitch lil' wayne to come up to my hood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could