[Hook: x2]
[Akon Samples: "Blaq Poet"]
(When I come to the hood)

"You know what's poppin'"
(Ain't nuttin changed)
"You know what's on"


(When I come to the hood)
"It's like woooo-aaahhh! "

Ain't nuttin' changed 'Po whatchu gonna do man?

[Verse 1:]

"We still gettin' money
(*##$es still actin' funny
They wanna hold some

Can't get %#@! from me
I'm back on the block
Passin' the rock

Got my young squad
You don't want 'em [? ] the [? ]
Rhyme veteran ready to get it in

Way before fifth I was hated by many men
When I come to the hoodddd
You know I'm creepin'

Leave you leakin'
Missiles heat seekin'
Nuttin' to talk about

Fo' pound in your mouth
New-York in the house
I dare you to walk it out

Straight [? ]
Fight till' the finish
^!$$%z get the [? ]

[? ] that mean [? ]
Millionaire rappers still wanna envy me
They wish they was mini-me

I'm sick on any beat"

[Hook: x2]

(When I come to the hood)
"You know what's poppin'"
(Ain't nuttin changed)

"You know what's on"

(When I come to the hood)


[Verse 2:]
^!$$%z need those

I'm on a hill, where all the fiends go
Big bottle of yack, the big gat
^!$$%z fall back, I got the biggest crap

And when it's time to go, I go hard
$#&@ the police they got a job, I got a job
Ain't nuttin' changed, except the weather

Except the [? ], except the ^!$$% got better
After all these years and all these [? ]
I got ^!$$%z still running in fear, why?

I ain't killin' nuttin', I ain't lettin' nuttin' die,
^!$$%z know the repercussions if they $#&@ing try
Shine up, stand up and a puff to ya

Besides that? Blaq Poet, a lovely guy
Run around have fun in the hood
Get love from my [? ] when I come in the hood


[Hook: x2]
(When I come to the hood)

"You know what's poppin'"
(Ain't nuttin changed)
"You know what's on"


(When I come to the hood)


[Verse 3:]
Ain't nuttin' changed, ^!$$%z still pop in the rain
Things still come from the train

Still got a [? ] mother$#&@ers no change
^!$$%z still on the block
Holdin' em thangs
Some disappeared like mother$#&@ing Blaine
Some got hang, some comin' home

Some in the zone,
They all can't wait till' I tell 'em that a song
Blaq Poet army across New-York
Ya'll ^!$$%z don't even talk [? ] where the $#&@
Screwball disciples get at you,

^!$$%z don't like you, BASEBALL BAT YOU
Or sit up on a roof, and snipe you,
Miles away, 50 cal rifle
A real gangsta is good in any hood
A real goon comin' soon to your hood


[Hook: x2]
(When I come to the hood)
"You know what's poppin'"
(Ain't nuttin changed)

"You know what's on"

(When I come to the hood)