Hot Boys, Lac - Up in the Hood lyrics

Huh, HB nigga
Listen - From up under the bottom
Of the streets of Hollygrove
It's Young Carter - fuck wit' me and I
Fix mo' wigs than a beauty parlor
And due ta all the controvery
That circles my clique
I'm liable ta click out at any
Time and murder a bitch
I've murda within the game and
Get deeper it stays follow
Deny me and get hit wit' my ak's hollows
I blaze Glock foes at 'cha dome Paco
I let one shot go and watch
Hot sauce leak out 'cho taco
Head for the border
Don't die when I'm there for the cause
Thug Life 'cuz I live it
Bary me in t-shirt - jeans and
Tennis and fuck my bitches
And y'all can trust my niggas


- while I'm here, i'm a living legacy
And I gatta eat like a
Bitch when in pregnancy, definately
Ain't no ho can get the best of me
And ain't no facilty in this
World that can correct me
I'm wild and untamed
I just get more work from Baby
And I power them thangs
You muh'fuckas don't want problem
Wit' Wayne huh

Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood

Beef wit' me - your life is
What it'd a cost ya
I will catch you slippin' do
You something pretty awful
Split you from your lip ta the
Back of ya neck nigga
Knock ya navel out ya back
Spinal cawd out 'cho chest nigga
Make sure you have no pulse or heartbeat
Surronded by yellow tape and
Under a white sheet
I joke, but I don't play - I laugh
But I don't clown
I pull out, jump out, run up
And spray ya down
Now +That is How I Get Down+
And when I spit, I spit nothing less
Than 50 rounds
I'm the last, you wanna have problems with
I can't catch ya, I indulge ya mom and 'em
I'm low down like dat, I'mma guerilla, ya dig
I'm from Uptown
Raised round all killaz ya dig
So get it right, or get your life taken away
Play wit' Geezy get a 'k
Nigga stuck in ya face

Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood

Lil' Daddy come here
Let me put 'chu up on game
It's election time
That's why itza drought of cocaine
See what im sayin' - they
All got they hand in
And play the background ta use
Niggas ta stand in
So we all be like fuck it
We ain't got no gigs
And fussin' ain't gon feed and house no kids
If you was eating you wouldn't
Have a reason ta thug but we was starving
So the whole hood was hustling drugs
I remember New Year's Eve when
The light's went out
All the food sproil - we didn't
Have a bite in the house
So I did what I had ta
Do - between me and you
Lil' nigga I pull it off -
And no one ever knew
Had money ta get some groceries
- clothes and whatever
Then asked the lord not ta let the
Devil get close ta me never
Some people it ain't fa, So I accept my lick
I ain't checking ya - I want
Ya ta respect my shit

Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood

I tote the chopper with 50 and
I won't hesitate ta use it
I clear the whole block when
I come through shooting
No picks, no chosers - any nigga could get it
Don't care if you big or small
- I still leave ya shitted
I'm from the projects so y'kno I'm cuthroat
A soulja out that 'Nolia want beef - Let's go
Nigga I'm +Bout Whatever+ I'm tired
A telling ya that play with me if ya want
Get ya fucking head cracked
Don't make me dress in black -
You don't wanna do that
Cuz I don't tote one Mag - I tote two Mags
Quik ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking back
Put a hole in ya head and a hole in ya chest
Nigga thats how it happen ta
Ya when ya disrespecting
Have ya mom on tha front
Level dressed in all black
I'mma Killer nigga - a untamed guerilla nigga
Lil' Turk from Uptown quik ta steal a nigga

Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me steppin' in the mud when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when
I'm up in the hood
Catch me clutchin' on my Glock when
I'm up in the hood

(Ha! Ha) Hot Boys in yo hood nigga
And we up ta no good nigga
Lil' Turk nigga - BG nigga -
Juvenile nigga - Weezy nigga
Baby nigga - Mannie Fresh nigga
- Sugar Slim nigga
How u Luv That? Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ha! - respect it nigga