Take Tha Hood Back

[Bun B. - Intro] 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! [Bun B.] 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 bandits 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 hits 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 [Hook: Slim Thug] 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 [Middlefingaz member #1] 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 Picture spider lock ya down, brother burna zone, nigga Hell yea, I'm bout dat, shirt slacks all black Come through sunny side and leave yo house flat [Middlefingaz member #2] Yeah I grind for the paper, fuck small towns, go major Fuck a cell phone, goin pagers It's young low Frazier, shoot good with no lasers And every shot hit {*gunshot*} 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 [Hook] [Vicious] 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, Sodom 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! [Hook] [Pimp C.] 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 "five 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! [Hook til fade]