This is a song about "Sabrina hood"

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

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

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

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

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Smoke ? you know it taste good

From hollywood to the hood

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

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

With so many others still stuck in the hood

I'm chillin' in this hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good