This is a song about "Put your hood up"

Murder chop your bodies up, put it on a sack then put them on a stack

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Drive to your hood and start shoot

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Screw your starting line up, better put your whole team in

I know you're mad, but so what

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I send my niggas through your hood

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

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

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

And if you think i cant fuck with whoever put your money up