This Is My Hood (We Run This)

Lyrics

[Intro: Lloyd Banks] Yeah! Yeah Get back nigga Get back nigga Click clack, nigga Take that nigga Get back nigga Get back nigga Click clack nigga Take (Uh) that nigga (Wooo wee) (Yea) [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I'm six-fourin', liq pourin' California dope smokin' (Uhh) It's just me and my bitch, and we're both chokin' I'm still frontin', yea Still stuntin', yea Niggas shootin', but they ain't hittin' nuttin', it's the full fledged massacre if I get murked B-B's hittin' ya shirt (Uh huh) Then ya hittin' the dirt (Uh huh) So where your homeboys in the corner flippin' your work Head shot, blowin' shots now your dick don't work (Oh!) And I bought 'em silencers so nuttin' moves when they splatter you, the same one Tom Cruise used in Collateral (Woo) Niggas actin' like we ain't bring New York back wit them hits (Hits) I should be on your baseball cap matter fact (Uh) Y'all ain't worthy to talk about us (Us) Ya broke niggas can't even afford a tour bus (Bus) I just closed out on a mansion and the pad's all plush And I can't buy shit without makin' the mall rush, yea (Yea!) [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] This is my block My town, my city, we run this I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea I'm still smokin', yea Wheels pokin', yea Niggas don't put it down like that This is my hood (Yea) My state, my borough, G-Unit! Niggas is down for the trouble, yea I'm still mackin', yea Still strappin', yea Niggas don't put (Uh) it down like that [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo] You should see the ice grills when I approach my block The drop got they face tighter than the Botox shot (Woo) Listen homie (Yeah) Ner one of you rap (I got these niggas Banks don't worry about it) niggas know me, matter fact Tony (Yea, yea) Handle these muhfuckers (Here we go!) for me [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] Ayo this ain't a democracy this a dictatorship My whip is bulletproof, go 'head nigga spray the shit I'm rich, I got your bitch eyeballin' my wrist While you next to her eye fuckin' the six (Come on!) Nigga the way that I rap I pat myself on the back While you couldn't make a hit with Sammy Sosa's bat And these niggas in the industry can't see me It's the Schwarzenegger of rap, Terminator 3 (Break it down now!) We run New York like Frank White and Jimmy Jump (Yeah!) Ninas on my waist, Mac Milly in the trunk (Yeah!) Remote detonator, C4 in the Jag, you get blown to smithereens like bombs in Baghdad, yeah! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] This is my block (Yea) My town, my city, we run this I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea I'm still smokin', yea Wheels pokin', yea Niggas don't put it down like that This is my hood (Yea) My state, my borough, G-Unit! Niggas is down for the trouble, yea I'm still mackin', yea Still strappin', yea Niggas don't put it down (Uh) like that This is my block (Yea) My town, my city, we run this I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea I'm still smokin', yea Wheels pokin', yea Niggas don't put it down like that This is my hood (Yea) My state, my borough, G-Unit! Niggas is down for the trouble, yea I'm still mackin', yea Still strappin', yea Niggas don't put it down (Uh) like that