UGK, Vicious (USA), Slim Thug, Middlefingaz - Take Tha Hood Back lyrics

Yeah nigga, the hood is FUCKED up right now
You niggas got shit all crossed-up
Niggas got the game real twisted right now
You niggas is really hustlin wrong, you
Niggas got your grind wrong, manye
I gotta watch you ho-ass niggas
It's time for the teacher to sit back
In the front of the class, nigga
Write on the blackboard and teach
You ho-ass niggas the rules, nigga
Cause ain't nobody showing you niggas
How to get money the right way
If you gon get money, bitch
Cuase you gon fuck E'RYBODY money
Up on the real!

Now all my hustlers
Grinders and ballers - open up your mind
A lot of niggas hustling backwards
Need to press rewind
There's some niggas playin dirty pool


Bad Cali bandit's
They crossin up the Trill and man
Ya boy just cain't stand it
Motherfuckers need to be repremanded
And straight jacked
These boys is givin the wrong
Niggas out here respect
Break ya neck to fuck wit a
Nigga that compromise ya hood
Ya doin shit you know ain't
Cool until the good
Got kids movin work, hustlin by the school
Using youngsters, they hit's states
This whole shit on the cool matter fact
Fuck the cool! You niggas need to hear me
Breakin bread with certified snitches
Don't come near me (don't come near me)
You niggas givin these canaries
All these passes
Fuck gettin dough wit a snitch
- get in they asses!
I'm teachin classes, Dope Slangin 101
These ho-ass niggas don't want
None of Bun - I'm takin the hood back
Niggas gettin knocked goin fed and
Six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin the hood back
Damn! I coulda swore they gave
Ya ass ten flat now you're home
Somethin wrong - we takin the hood back
Your lawyer's all right
But he ain't got it like that
HELL NAW! We takin the hood back
We in the club like it's good
And in the hood and you a rat
Click-clack motherfucker! We takin
The hood back

I'm a G, hell yeah! I don't bull
Got ya bitch lookin' mad while
Them Fingaz so full
I drank hard while you niggas drank Bull
But the boy like Diddy fed, Bam! got pulled
And I was taught to hold my own
Pick your spot and lock it
Down, brother burna zone, nigga
Hell yea, I'm bout dat
Shirt slacks all black
Come through sunny side and
Leave yo house flat

Yeah I grind for the paper, fuck small towns
Go major fuck a cell phone, score a pager
It's young low Frazier
Shoot good with no lasers
And every shot hit I don't throw no grazer
Some killa talk nigga, and real talk nigga
Middlefingaz' a ridah
Whoever killed off nigga
And I put that on Pat, Screw, and Steve
Young low bitch, I clap you and leave, ho
We takin the hood back

Niggas gettin knocked goin fed and
Six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin the hood back
Damn! I coulda swore they gave
Ya ass ten flat now you're home
Somethin wrong - we takin the hood back
Your lawyer's all right
But he ain't got it like that
HELL NAW! We takin the hood back
We in the club like it's good
And in the hood and you a rat
Click-clack motherfucker! We takin
The hood back

A thousand-eight grams
Enough to get yo ass right
Ya smart wit it, get caught wit it
Enough to get yo ass life
From out here in these trenches ain't
No FUCKIN love or second chance
Small-time offender, lose yo ass
You get enhanced
Speak not, keep yo mouth shut
Investigate the whole place
Make 'em think it's cool
Follow that nigga round the whole day
The game ain't the same at
All changed for the worst
Nigga got the less time cause
He came wit it first
See I disperse to dope the most
Convicted felons - strictly G's
No more Glock shit - rock shit, strictly keys
I gets my paper, I was taught by older niggas
Cold blooded killas, dope dealers
Soldier niggas i'm alert
(alert) , I'm aware (aware) , I'm focused
I'm on top of shit
I show you how to stop that bitch
Get ig'nant wit this choppa bitch
Tomorrow ain't promised - snitch today
Die tonight we know your spot
Me and my niggas gon ride tonight!

Niggas gettin knocked goin fed and
Six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin the hood back
Damn! I coulda swore they gave
Ya ass ten flat now you're home
Somethin wrong - we takin the hood back
Your lawyer's all right
But he ain't got it like that
HELL NAW! We takin the hood back
We in the club like it's good
And in the hood and you a rat
Click-clack motherfucker! We takin
The hood back

I'm takin back the streets, thang on the C
On parole but I'm cold wit the heat
Candy coated rock baller
(ugh) , twenty-chop crawler (ugh)
Bitches tryna steal my dick
I ain't bout to call her (ugh)
Theres a lot of niggas rappin, playin games
I don't see none of the shit that you name
Where the car at?
(uh) Where the bread at? (uh)
Where the girl you say that
Got that "fire head" at? (uh)
Where the rocks at?
(uh) Where the Glocks at? (uh)
In yo mind and on the mic
- the only place it's at!
That's my lifestyle you rappin bout
I'm havin everything you pussy
Niggas yappin 'bout
When you see some cocaine
You say you got it nigga
Bring me ten thaaaaaaangs
He gotta call his connect and shit
And he ain't got you co na-vict -
Nigga I'm takin my hood back!

Niggas gettin knocked goin fed and
Six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin the hood back
Damn! I coulda swore they gave
Ya ass ten flat now you're home
Somethin wrong - we takin the hood back
Your lawyer's all right
But he ain't got it like that
HELL NAW! We takin the hood back
We in the club like it's good
And in the hood and you a rat
Click-clack motherfucker! We takin
The hood back