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    NoD44

    [Intro]
    Yeah
    Every hood's the same(x2)
    Come on

    [Chorus]
    They give us guns and drugs
    Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
    They wanna count the slugs
    Then come around here and fuck with us (you know)
    They give us guns and drugs
    Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
    They wanna count the slugs
    Then come around here and fuck with us
    I'm from the land of the gang bang
    Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed
    It's the same old saying
    Bush run shit like Sadaam Hussien
    I cock and aim, clinically insane
    To deal with this bullshit day to day
    If I sell some Yay
    or smoke some hay
    You bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bay
    Call me an animal up in the system
    But who's the animal that built this prison
    Who's the animal that invented lower living
    The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons
    Thank god for Sugarhill
    I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grille
    Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
    How these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hood
    Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood
    Cause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood
    Nigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)
    Cause when niggaz get tribal
    It's all about survival, nobody liable
    I got caught by five-o
    Grandmama came to court with her bible
    But when the judge hit the gavel
    Now I'm too far from my family to travel (Fuck)
    I just came unraveled
    Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
    Owned by C.A, State Property
    Just like the year fifteen fifty three
    Looking for me, a one-way ticket out
    Don't understand, what's so hard to figure out?

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    (Damn) I can't take the pressure
    Pulled the four-four up out the dresser
    Grabbed the weight up out the closet
    Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it
    Y'all know what happened last time I lost it
    Can't tell you niggaz what the fuckin boss did
    The game got a nigga exhausted
    Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered
    Twenty years for what?
    Breaking these laws that's so corrupt
    Taking these halls and fillin 'em up
    Some powder keg shit that's about to erupt
    Ay y'all, I'm about to be stuck
    Until the year two thousand, what the fuck?
    In the hood, don't press your luck
    Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up

    [Chorus]

    [Outro]
    Every hood's the same {x2}
    Stop trippin on me
    Every hood's the same(x2)