This is a song about "Niggers in the hood"

I don't live in the hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

People always dying in the hood, stood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

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

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

See me anywhere in the hood and get ya head spun,

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I gotta question for you man

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish