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WU-TANG CLAN : In The Hood lyrics

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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "In The Hood"

"The story you're about to see, occured along the main
trading route, on the border between the North and South..
at a small outpost called Red Clay Village."


[RZA]
What the $#&@ y'all ^!$$%z thought, huh? What you thinkin (*##$?

Are you stupid son, must be stupid kid
What the $#&@ is wrong? It's the Wu (*##$
Ain't got a clue (*##$, tie ya shoe (*##$

Get the $#&@ back, 'fore we break a f... listen
Tryin to tell y'all ^!$$%z, give you a fair warnin
Just a chance to live, so you can see ya kids

Yo son nah, before I split ya wig
I'd rather feed you this, but you ain't wanna eat it
So now you got to FEEL IT!!


[beat changes]


[Masta Killa]
Yo what the, yo
Let me $#&@ it one more time then y'all can $#&@

Y'know how we do it in the hood
Yo.. yeah.. turn the mic up, yeah, yo


Y'all ^!$$%z better rock y'all hoodies
Take money snatch jewelry, in the hood
You find the best woman lookin good

Diamond she need polishin
In my hood, all the gunshot legal
At the same time we gotta stop killin our people

Keep it in the hood, ^!$$%z walk with they 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 roof 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
#[email protected] testin, in the hood

Got the word from the hoodrat, shorty on the wood

[Chorus: Suga Bang Bang]

Murder, bad boy ya block off ah
Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah
Murder, nine millimeter me say

Murder, no time fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying

nying, nying, nying, nying, nying
nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder


[Inspectah Deck]
Ay yo, we boys in 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, ^!$$%z put twenty 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

Weed clouds thick enough to block the sun
Cops come, but thugs never drop the gun, understood?
Far from ya 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-eighths

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 ya block off ah
Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah

Murder, nine millimeter me say
Murder, no time fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying
nying, nying, nying, nying, nying

nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder

[Streetlife]
This is the place where thugs is born - in the hood
Blink to long ya life is gone - in the hood

Convicts still live with they mom
And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm - in the hood
Crack fiend'd 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 with cops - in the hood
The ones you love'll 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

[Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang]
Murder, bad boy ya block off ah
Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah

Murder, nine millimeter me say
Murder, no time fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying
nying, nying, nying, nying, nying
nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder

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