Hood Life

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat I'm livin' the hood life I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat I'm livin' the hood life [Verse 1: Lil' 1/2 Dead] See, back in high school fool, it was goin' down I was a skinny, frail hustler straight flippin' pounds All across town, gettin' paper down like I told ya Makin' transactions wit' a gold peachy folder On my shoulders, was my backpack Catch me in the hallway, I got the all day fat sack So swing my way if you want the bombay I even got rocks and I slang 'em like Shante I can't wait 'til the periods switch 'Cause by the sixth, I done picked up a serious grip, don't floss Those who don't know, I'm the boss What you want? I come across if you pay the cost I never lost 'cause I run a solid operation Graduation ain't makin', top dollar occupation Conversation only by the sentence, or so Let me know, switch the dough 'cause I'm fist to go Keep it low so all the bustas stay out my business My baby need shoes and it's damn near Christmas Dismiss this class and I'm out like not Lock the six-deuce up as I scout the block And uh… [Chorus] I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat (That's right) I'm livin' the hood life (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat (My heat, that's right) I'm livin' the hood life, hood life [Verse 2: Lil' 1/2 Dead] Now they call me the baller of the campus Got the players haters prayin' on the player like a mantis But I got frizzin' hot places So if you try me, I'll be sure you die faceless Shells fell, but the trail was frozen And clothes in the hoes all across is clothin' My teacher is the streets when it comes to wisdom So soon as 2:40 hits, I runs to get some 'Cause I really gots to have it like an addict So ease back, I sees that you don't want static, and... That's automatic when I'm packin' Best believe that my heat black the creep when attackin' Front and back, side to side at lunch time I got so many chips, I hit the switch on one time And bump fine tenders as I'm spinnin' the goldies And sippin' as I'm dippin', listenin' to the oldies [Chorus] I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat (My heat, that's right) I'm livin' the hood life (Better know that, haha, better know that) I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat (My heat, that's right) I'm livin' the hood life I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat (My heat) I'm livin' the hood life (That's right, better know that) I'm always doin' dirt, so I always gotta pack my heat I'm livin' the hood life (That's right), hood life (My heat) [Outro] Man, every single day, I pack my heat Know what I'm sayin'? I hear you Damn, these brothers tryna do you bad now, you know what I'm sayin'? They just don't understand what it's about, homie Yeah, it's a wrong thang, but it's what a brother gotta do Know what I'm sayin'? Gots to keep ya heat Yeah, my heat, yeah, better know that, my heat