Young Buck

Young Buck - Your Hood lyrics

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(GUNFIRE)
(young buck)
young buck,cmon,gunit,(hey yo buck light that shit up my niggas) the south is in this mothafuka right now,cashville niga what this is is the countdown to armageddon(u no it)  u now rockin wit da evil genius green lantern,LETS GO NIGGA

(young buck)

I got my hood like vietnam on some real shit(yea)                      aint a damn thing country bout cashville bitch (na)                   still on the block still got the bricks you know                       just cause im rappin don't mean i aint in the kitchn no mo'                 see im addicted to hundred dollar bills and coupe deviles                the badd ass bitchz that live in they own cribs                           i walk the streets knowin that i got beef                               but see even my enemys know that i got heat                             you aint see nuttin like this                                            im 1 of a kind                                                            i can teach u how to stunt                                              all it takes is time                                                     we gon find out if some of these rappas is really actors                   and use they concert venues for target practice                        fuck bustin these guns with these new york niggas                       this real                                                                so if u real                                                             than you gon feel us                                                   this winter it's only right i do the grey chinchilla                     see i make the money it don't make me nigga YEA

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Your hood aint no harder than myne                                       so yall get it poppin                                                    so nigga do yo thang(nigga do ya thang)                                                                   i don't like u                                                              and u don't like me                                                         so it aint eva gon change                                                 i suggest u quit all that talkin                                           fore' this 9mm go bang(mm go bang)                                      see we no where u be and we no where u stay                                i don't think u wanna play                                                 u don't want war wit....

(XZibit)

(X to the Z) west coast shit                                            see a nigga spittin nigga talkin                                           but don't no shit                                                      plottin on hatin on nigas                                                on some whole shit                                                        i stay stackin 5.5                                                       plus some mo shit                                                     clack clack the backstreets of southern california                      better stay ready cause steady gang will run up on ya                    im the west coast william wallace                                      been in the game so im pollace                                          one of the few artists who got an artist                                 no muthafukas want no flows from us                                     they wont strap nuttin for bullet holes                             through they clothes from us                                              i attack em and send em home to jehovah plus                              u might see me in a body bag but never in cuffs                          yea young black and wealthy now                                          livin it up                                                              but don't think for a second i wont drop this cut                        pop the thang out the stash light yo bitch ass up                        or we could take it to the concrete rumble and thump muthafuka

Chorus

Your hood aint no harder than myne (young buck)                          so we all get it poppin                                                  so nigga do yo thang (nigga do ya thang)                                  i don't like u (na,na,yea)                                                and you don't like me                                                     so it aint never gon chang(put a bullet in yo frame)                       i suggest u quit all that talkin                                        fore this 9mm go bang (mm go bang)                                       we no where u be and we no where u stay                                    i don't think u wanna play nuh huh
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