O.F.T.B., Jewell - Check Yo Hood lyrics

OFTB tell 'em check, tell 'em check
Check them hood flipside
Bust Stop low MB
Yeaa!

Life goes on, Watts is the land I roam
The homies that been around know that
Flip can hold his on
I've been watching niggas go in
All my bang life
And I ain't letting now the bustas
Take now stripes, Cali got, palm trees
I'm slangin' to my bigger
Homies taught me well, to serve my enemies
They heard I now making a end
They in the pen and I never been
For years they been bailing
With those red shoelaces
Shackle'd up, going to court, fighting cases
Now, I
See myself following in the same situation
Gotta keep moving is my daily operation
In so deep, that on my feet I gotta sleep
Cause theres homies in my hood tryna kill me
The way it's going down, is like a many movie
Picture this presentation
Homies against homie

Check yo hood, before it goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Check yo hood, before it goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Don't touch your own, we betta stop fighting
Cause is too many peoples black dying
Tell 'em check, check them hood

The niggas and Gods never be in a safe place
My whole homies now point guns
In each others faces
And now the projects turns into warzone
I guess only rule now, the it's on
That's why I had to flip script
And roll with Death Row (Death Row)
I got love for the hood
But they don't hear me though
I see my homies going to jail
I watch few die i watch my back in the hood
But don't know quite why
I guess cause is 1996, and no mo' toe-to-toe
You put hands on me, and homie you gotta go
"The hood is so good"
You let the others brothers tellin'
(Well, well, well, well)
But when come inside
I guess homies gonna got skanless
I wonder if is the one reasons
For this brothers try test me
You gotta problem with up
And come with treats me
Now is wasn't take hard
Look around the projects
I see no love, no loyalty or respect

Check yo hood, before goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Check yo hood, before goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Don't touch around, we betta stop fighting
Too many black dying
Tell 'em check, check them hood

Check my hood, a lot homies goin' under
The cold thang, is nobody gettin' younger
If I go get son, damn
Is better I gettin' now
Is time to take a chance, I try way around
A close mouth, and never I gonna get you fear
Say what you wanna do, fool
Let's don't be scared
Cause, I'ma do what I gotta do to get mine
My enemies necessary I commit a crime
And that's the way
That's the way I gotta get it
?, punk, so you know I with it
Jealousy gotta this fool's, wanna do me?
I gotta love for my homie
But he don't love me i pray to God
And hope not be the next victim
Cause, I'm studio straight to projects
(Well, well, well, well)
I guess the true in my hood never play out
I'm stay true to this rap for my way out

Check yo hood, before goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Check yo hood, before goes under
Tight up your game, nobody's gettin' younger
Don't touch around, we betta stop fighting
Too many black dying
Don't touch around, tell 'em check
Check them hood
Don't touch around, tell 'em check
Check them hood

OFTB, uh oFTB is tha house
Death Row is tha house death Row, yeah
The projects is tha house
Mobbin', steady mobbin'
We can help in this streets
Having teacher for these's G's
We can help in this streets
Having teacher for these's G's
We don't know another way to be, the OFTB
We don't know another way to be, the OFTB
Death Row, OFTB death Row, is place to be