This is a song about "Throbbin hood"

I don't live in the hood

You bull shit, look

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

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

From hollywood to the hood

My bitches fuck me good

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

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

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Call the crib, same number same hood