This is a song about "Niggas in the hood"

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People always dying in the hood, stood

I send my niggas through your hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

But the hood was always in my heart

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book