JIBBS - Hood lyrics
Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit What you gon' do? You gon' ride? You gon' roll? You gon' stretch? You gon' fold? You gon' keep yo family po? Comin up in da hood watchin my homies take the pressure That's why I chose to be a mic-checka What you gon' do? You gon' ball? You gon' fall? Let em knock u into walls? Leave you dead in a hall Or you gon' keep hanging in the streets with your crew Don't ask me cuz I know what I'm a do But what you gon' do? Buy the solos with the dodo's and nogo's and fofo's In choke holds after getting chased by the po po's You gon' ride solo or is you gon' group it? Or is you gon' think before you start being stupid Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit Now what chu gon' do? You gon' rob? You gon' kill? Buy the drugs or you gon' deal Or go out and chase a mil Or on the other hand get a deal like me And go and write 48 bars to a beat Tell me what you gon' do? Be another family failure Disrespectin all your elders Go livin in a shelter Or you gon' get killed put in jail or be a doctor And own a big house on the roof a helicopter Whatchu gon' do? Stay in the same city, same hood, same block Same homies changing clothes, wearin eachothers socks or do you wanna go somewhere A life to try to live And see about a hundred Making money, taking trips Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit Comin up in da hood where the streets are cold Either you gon' stretch or either you gon' fold Either you gon' ride or get rolled on Which one is it or they pay u a visit What you gon' do? Be a fed, be a star, do the dance, hit the bar Be a face nigga - sharp Or go and shop and stuff Hit the mall, pop tags Start stuff Get me red, white and blue like the flag Jibbs what you gon' do? Gettin money, stay off the streets They frontin man - it aint funny, I aint runnin Hopin from place to place like a bunny kinda sunny Phone on my waist vibrate cuz it's comin Stay in shape Last in the game is music business Funny For the sake that my hood cats hungry Tryin to get a mil deal, bread and bologna For the sake that my hood cats that are hungry Tryin to get a mil deal, bread and bologna Comin up in da hood! (Thanks to Tiigger for these lyrics)
