In my hood

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B cyde - Rap

In my hood

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Swear to god, Detroit niggas is colder in the summer They'll fuck around and put 20 rounds inside yo hummer And they don't give a fuck if yo baby momma up in it You got a bright future? Leave before they dim it Dudes is quite demented. they'll let off the gauge Don't matter the age You'll make the front page And half of my city is burning with aids Cause everybody wanna be trife We in the dark days, nobody really values life Paranoia lurks around every corner I warn ya, don't fuck around or else you'll be a goner I know some folks who cope with rhymes And dimes And some got shiny nines In case they gotta blow a nigga mind So if you come around, you better keep yoself in check Cause if you show some disrespect They gon be aiming at yo neck And you'll be just another victim of the cold Just another soul who won't know what the future holds. Forreal It don't matter how big you is. you better chill (Or else yo ass will never make it up outta here) If you don't want ya momma sheddin tears, you better chill (Or else yo ass will never make it up outta here) City full of dogs so you better watch yo rear (Or else yo ass will never make it up outta here) Better watch yo mouth cause if the wrong one overhears (Then yo ass will never make it up outta here) When I was 15, niggas came up on the block Shooting AK's, Made the block sound like Iraq Nobody got popped, but since then I had to feel That every little step I took could get my black ass killed Niggas love plotting on downfalls here Listen to the air, and you'll hear a million tears Shed by all the mothers for the sons throughout the years All because the sons hung around the wrong peers They say Detroit city is making a turnaround But don't you get it twisted, bro That's only downtown I dream about owning a house with picket fence With a dog and some kids and a wife that's heaven sent But then I wake up to R.I.Ps on my newsfeed And the only way I can cope is by smoking weed But even Mary Jane couldn't soothe my soul I'm scared that I'll be trapped inside this fuckin hellhole

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  • Jameer harris