Hood Letter

[Verse 1] When I hustle, boy I double up In the streets I got them hands, don't make me fuck you up No need to cut you up Wasn't a father figure, just a older nigga That taught me how to ? before they come and get ya' My family's so superstitious, laughing at my younger pictures I take care of mom, brothers and my younger sisters This is my hood letter, if you don't read it fuck it Cause if I die today, I just might feel better I take drugs to ease the pain, for the dirty days But when I come down off my high, I still feel the same Everybody hates you, when you doing fine No HBO or ? they cutting your cable line You made me who I am today, but I ain't mad bout it Court cases, niggas lying, but I ain't sad about it I been through every state, four stacks every show And I do three a month, I think that's very straight Who are you? This knowledge coming from me to you God don't like ugly, and I am beautiful Blew through a hundred thousand, nothing to show for it But I be damned if I go back to that public housing All I know is the hood, where everybody doubt you Pain my woman, where would I be without you I be bussin' dead, does that make me a crook? Before I kill a nigga, I write in this notebook [Hook] This is my hood letter, my hood letter My hood letter, if you don't read it fuck it My hood leter, my hood letter My hood letter, I don't gotta rhyme [Verse 2] I think I lost the air, running from foster care I couldn't turn my back, I was forced to care This world is cursed with a disease, and I'm the penetration I catch a HIV, but that's a home invasion Been on MTV, also BET Yelling Squad, Bricksquad Monopoly Come and cop a key But I'ma tell you before you pull out your money them niggas didn't get this drop from me I don't like none of you rappers, I'm a different breed But I like some of you rappers, what you got for me? Especially when these sucka's start jocking me Hide behind the car, nah boy this the chopper tree