Suni Clay — My Hood

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Is that your place?
Is that your hood?
Is that your block?
Is that your hood?
Yo…

I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood

If I was y’all I wouldn’t come around here
I watch folks get popped cause they ain’t from around here
Man stay with the stizzy cause I’m from around here
And not even the cops dare to come around here
So if y’all hit the ambulance it don’t come around here
Now y’all stuck, not even cabs, they don’t run around here
If y’all hungry, pizza-man, he don’t come around here
And I dare Jehovas Witness to knock around here
When the pistols pop, pop, people drop around here
?And even ?????? getting popped around here
Whips get stolen they never gettin towed around here
Stay in the news, but never nuthin’ new around here
Pistol packed, sit back, and what’cha do around here
But it ain’t my fault my moma made us move around here, man
If you ain’t never been to the ghetto man
Don’t ever come to the ghetto man

I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood

I heard the reefers a creeper down there
Welfare made the rent a lil cheaper down there
Don’t be slippin you’ll get put up in a sleeper down there
For ya bling, even ya two way beeper down there
I got this chick, mmm… she got a crib down there
I moved out while still get to live down there
You couldn’t go down there to see ho down there
I you ever ask around there, I’ll go down there
So don’t go down there, in ya gold down there
Ya lookin for trouble even when ya stroll down there
‘N ya whipped, popped at down the road down there
They don’t play
They fuck straight up a ho down there
Who ain’t, hood prince still poor down there
Been workin mighty hard ’til they owe down there
‘N they got a security guard in the store down there
But them kids are sellin me stuff they stole down there..man

Well I guess its the same everywhere
Blacks killin’ blacks and selling caine everywhere
Come around iced-out n you get ‘aight’ anywhere
Fight to give it up or you get shoot anywhere
Most these people…they don’t live anywhere
So every other night they just sleep everywhere
I tried to live that life but it ain’t get me anywhere
I make my money here there but I can make it anywhere
Ask em bout me ‘Suni’, they respect me everywhere
Been in jail locked down here and there everywhere
Every block locked down here nad there everywhere
Guess they got fiends every block everywhere
‘N they pumpin’ Biggie ‘n ‘Pac every block everywhere
When ya lookin for the cops…u can’t find ’em anywhere
Kids lookin for the pops ‘n can’t find ’em anywhere
‘N their mama keep on switchin the crib down there

I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, my, my hood
I tell ’em everywhere anywhere is murder
What was really good, myhood

Is that your place?
Is that your hood?
Is that your block?
Is that your place?
Is that your hood?
Is that your block?
Is that your hood?
Yo
I’ll be there soon to a hood near you
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