Boys from the Hood

Intro

This is my world, I don't care if you like it,

boys from the hood,

Chorus

He says he got the best rocks, I come around, now they're mine, now he got none, I'm getting in, full gas, give it to me, the Muke is running Old School, Biggi, I unpack the goods, build up and smoke puff puff, I'm full high full tight, my life is party and bullshit, party and bullshit

Verse 1

My jungle where we hunt, 'cause

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

We men, we hunt, jungle the streets, my brothers, they park behind the store, on the money drop, we wait without a word, we make ourselves small in the car, the jacket over our nose, a unit like soldiers, we don't talk, we hit the stomach and take the goods, get back in and drive off

Pre-Chorus

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

Chorus

He says he got the best rocks, I come around, now they're mine, now he got none, I'm getting in, full gas, give it to me, the Muke is running Old School, Biggi, I unpack the goods, build up and smoke puff puff, I'm full high full tight, my life is party and bullshit, party and bullshit

Verse 2

Full gas, give it to me, the Muke is running Old School, Biggi, quick look back, and I wave goodbye, he didn't know, I'm Magia, I do Abrakadabra and make his weed disappear, but no problem, I'm building up on Hakuna Matata, fucked up, but that's our mentality, boys from the hood, rule number one: always plus, 'cause our pockets are empty, his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

Pre-Chorus

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

Chorus

He says he got the best rocks, I come around, now they're mine, now he got none, I'm getting in, full gas, give it to me, the Muke is running Old School, Biggi, I unpack the goods, build up and smoke puff puff, I'm full high full tight, my life is party and bullshit, party and bullshit

Verse 3

This is the hood, our world, out of boredom, plus broke, a window breaks and your Navi is mine, at the internet café, I trade it for cash, no conscience, only shit in my head, I unpack the goods, roll up, and smoke Pusch Pusch, I'm full tight, we only think about one thing, party and bullshit, only party and bullshit

Pre-Chorus

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

My pockets were empty, and his seemed too heavy, yeah, not anymore, it's only fair

Chorus

He says he got the best rocks, I come around, now they're mine, now he got none, I'm getting in, full gas, give it to me, the Muke is running Old School, Biggi, I unpack the goods, build up and smoke puff puff, I'm full high full tight, my life is party and bullshit, party and bullshit