Lyrics

[Part I: Album Intro] [Intro] "The story you're about to see occurred along the main trading route on the border between the North and South at a small outpost called Red Clay Village" [Verse: Bobby Digital] What the fuck y'all, niggas, thought, huh, what you thinkin', bitch? Are you stupid, son? Must be stupid, kid What the fuck is wrong? It's the Wu, bitch Ain't got a clue, bitch, tie your shoe, bitch Get the fuck back 'fore we break a f…, listen Tryna to tell y'all niggas, give you a fair warnin' Just a chance to live so you can see your kids Yo, son, nah, before I split your wig I'd rather feed you this, but you ain't wanna eat it So now you got to feel it! [Part II: In the Hood] [Intro: Masta Killa] Yo, what the, yo Let me fuck it one more time then y'all can fuck, y'know Y'know how we do it in the hood Yo, yeah, turn the mic up, yeah, yo [Verse 1: Masta Killa] Y'all niggas better rock y'all hoodies Take money, snatch jewelry in the (Hood) You find the best woman lookin' good Diamonds need polishin' In my hood all the gunshot legal At the same time we gotta stop killin' our people Keep it in the (Hood), niggas walk with their gun Keep it in the (Hood), that's where we come from I rep Brooklyn, home of the gangsta I know a few murderer, drug dealer In the (Hood) we speak mathematics and build What's the total weight of the brain? Allah real Slang jacks and hold gats, in the (Hood), 80 proof Get my dick sucked on the rood of the projects Dice game in the park, blunt sessions after dark Movin' with the Wesson Welcome to the God we build and drop a lesson Pussy hole testin' in the hood Got the word from the hoodrat, shorty on the wood [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang] Murder, bad boy, you block off Murder, rude boy, you pop off Murder, nine millimeter, me say Murder, no time for talk, wanna Murder, men and dem all talk 'bout the Murder, Masta Killa come calm with nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Me say murder [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Ayo, we Boyz n the Hood, big bad wolves in the woods It ain't all good, pass the goods Deep in the project halls waitin' to shine Walk with a nine and talk with gang signs, in the hood Niggas put twenties on hoopties Four heads, one forty ounce and a loosie And keep dough on the flip, a hoe on the strip And roll dick, throw on the flip (Hood) Weed clouds (Pow) thick enough to block the sun Cops come, but thugs never drop the gun Understood? Far from your Hollywood From day one, I vowed I would keep it in the (Hood) From project chicks with hips and slim waists From five dollar plates, apartment six H O.G., I spit G to the young ones I keep it in the hood, that's where I come from [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang] Murder, bad boy, you block off Murder, rude boy, you pop off Murder, nine millimeter, me say Murder, no time for talk, wanna Murder, men and dem all talk 'bout the Murder, Masta Killa come calm with nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Me say murder [Verse 3: Streetlife] This is the place where thugs is born (In the hood) Blink too long, your life is gone (In the hood) Convicts still live with they moms And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm (In the hood) Crack fiends'll furnish a 'Llac (In the hood) African's be drivin' cabs (In the hood) In the streets the ghetto is hot And the illest gangsters on the block's the cops (In the hood) The ones you love will fill you with slugs (In the hood) Babies born addicted to drugs (In the hood) We make life or death decisions And the school system is like a minimal prison So you Can't Knock the Hustle or the life that I'm livin' (In the hood) It ain't all good, repent or you sinnin' (This is, this is, this is) [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang] Murder, bad boy, you block off Murder, rude boy, you pop off Murder, nine millimeter, me say Murder, no time for talk, wanna Murder, men and dem all talk 'bout the Murder, Masta Killa come calm with nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Me say murder Murder, bad boy, you block off Murder, rude boy, you pop off Murder, nine millimeter, me say Murder, no time for talk, wanna Murder, men and dem all talk 'bout the Murder, Masta Killa come calm with nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Nying, nying, nying, nying, nying Me say murder