The Jacka - Hood In Me lyrics
[The Jacka - Hood In Me lyrics]
Ipod in my ride, ain't no head set
Ya girl in the front seat giving me head-sex
My nig in the backseat yelling out he's next
We be in the p-jects eating like T-rex
Smoking kush heavy, never seen no cess
Till I left the west, greatest alive
But you ain't seen my best
I ain't reached my goal yet
But you still upset you know my face nigga
You know my silhouette
You know why I'm here, the real niggas' champ
The real world love the J
Cause I'm more than rap
He got a punchline or two
But he ain't the Jack
When I was born niggas left
Me hanging like a bat
Only out at nighttime with a
Jaw full of crack crack spitters you know
Go hard at the trap, drug dealer fasho
And how I carry myself
Is really starting to show
So I marry the life
And keep this shit on the low
Know what I'm saying? Jack
It feel good to me maybe it's the hood in me
Maybe I should leave it alone
Maybe I should give it away
Really it's what's making me strong
Clearly it's what's making me stay
It feel good to me maybe it's the hood in me
Maybe I should leave it alone
Maybe I should give it away
Clearly it's what's making me stay
I'm late night in the Cadillac
Drinking purple sipping Yac
Caught up in the life
Got this rap shit on my back
If you seen my life yeah
Crown ya boy for living that
Brought up in a house full
Of mice and them insects
Seen it all done it all, cuddy I been that
Nigga that you see
Add the Jack to your friends list
Never get enough of me, I was in Italy
View through the hard times
Follow Allah's signs
I'm ready to die trying, I was in the Range
Daydreaming I was flying
They say they better than Jack
They dreaming
Them niggas lying they wish they
Was high as I am all the time hating on me
Boy you'll never shine
100 racks got a nigga feeling amped as fuck
Slapping Messy Marv
Smoking like that's wassup
Wasn't open at the liquor store
Holding it up
Made him give me all his scrill
Then I opened his guts
I was thinking bout my kids
They future and growing up
I was thinking bout them years, fuck court
I'm never showing up
I never see my niggas again, I'm on the run
It ain't never been easy is what they tell me
And it'll never be either
Smoking tree to take a breather
With a felon we hella
Deep Golden Gate chilling
Everybody selling D
And it's all in front of children
Shoot-outs everyday
Chips falling from my building
At the same time it's the
Place that I live in so I send my grace for
Every taste when I'm eating
The streets got me fresh
Mothafuckas think I'm cheating
I'm a king boy
I've never been beaten of all time
I suggest you fall back
Close your eyes and relax
Before you in your scrape with
Your brains in your lap
Ya girl in the front seat giving me head-sex
My nig in the backseat yelling out he's next
We be in the p-jects eating like T-rex
Smoking kush heavy, never seen no cess
Till I left the west, greatest alive
But you ain't seen my best
I ain't reached my goal yet
But you still upset you know my face nigga
You know my silhouette
You know why I'm here, the real niggas' champ
The real world love the J
Cause I'm more than rap
He got a punchline or two
But he ain't the Jack
When I was born niggas left
Me hanging like a bat
Only out at nighttime with a
Jaw full of crack crack spitters you know
Go hard at the trap, drug dealer fasho
And how I carry myself
Is really starting to show
So I marry the life
And keep this shit on the low
Know what I'm saying? Jack
It feel good to me maybe it's the hood in me
Maybe I should leave it alone
Maybe I should give it away
Really it's what's making me strong
Clearly it's what's making me stay
It feel good to me maybe it's the hood in me
Maybe I should leave it alone
Maybe I should give it away
Clearly it's what's making me stay
I'm late night in the Cadillac
Drinking purple sipping Yac
Caught up in the life
Got this rap shit on my back
If you seen my life yeah
Crown ya boy for living that
Brought up in a house full
Of mice and them insects
Seen it all done it all, cuddy I been that
Nigga that you see
Add the Jack to your friends list
Never get enough of me, I was in Italy
View through the hard times
Follow Allah's signs
I'm ready to die trying, I was in the Range
Daydreaming I was flying
They say they better than Jack
They dreaming
Them niggas lying they wish they
Was high as I am all the time hating on me
Boy you'll never shine
100 racks got a nigga feeling amped as fuck
Slapping Messy Marv
Smoking like that's wassup
Wasn't open at the liquor store
Holding it up
Made him give me all his scrill
Then I opened his guts
I was thinking bout my kids
They future and growing up
I was thinking bout them years, fuck court
I'm never showing up
I never see my niggas again, I'm on the run
It ain't never been easy is what they tell me
And it'll never be either
Smoking tree to take a breather
With a felon we hella
Deep Golden Gate chilling
Everybody selling D
And it's all in front of children
Shoot-outs everyday
Chips falling from my building
At the same time it's the
Place that I live in so I send my grace for
Every taste when I'm eating
The streets got me fresh
Mothafuckas think I'm cheating
I'm a king boy
I've never been beaten of all time
I suggest you fall back
Close your eyes and relax
Before you in your scrape with
Your brains in your lap