L.V. - True 2 You lyrics

[Intro: Prodeje] From the blocks of South Central To the hoods of Geneva It's your boy Big Prod Doing it with my boyz from MurdaFunk Ovaseaz Records You know we keep it Gangsta [Verse 1: Prodeje] All my life I've been so hood On the block serving rocks You can call me Mr. NoGood Trynna make it so my fam good In and out of YA as a teen I was misunderstood I love the way the gats spark in the moonlight So I would shoot my .38 every single night I've been in trouble all my damn life My moms told me one day I'll probably pay the f**in price I never gave a f** less At 14 went and got my first bulletproof vest Got my first automatic too And i was just the type of n***a That was qucik to say - f** you A lil gully young rider Moved to the east SC Now I'm a eastsider And when I hit the streets it's on Hood to the bone Quick to bust a cap at your dome [Hook: L.V.] Never tought of what I did when I was a kid Always had the Old ones to say that ain't the right way When I tought of what my mom said to me Just be true to you [Verse 2: Prodeje] On the grind form the six-0 That's six in the moring eyez open for po-po Thats when they kick-in the front door Little kids in the crib, they didn't even give a f** for The early bird used to get the worm I'm just a 24/7 motherf**er trynna get a turn At the life of a baller Lil nappy headed n***a tryna be a shot caller On the eastside stacking mail And in the hood you get familiar with the fools in the county jail I wasn't trying to get locked up And everyday there is a chance a n***a gettin shot up But thats life in the SC If the gangs don't get ya, its the LAPD So I was takin whats in front of me I was mad at the world and rescinded what was done to me [Hook: L.V.] Never tought of what I did when I was a kid Always had the Old ones to say that ain't the right way When I tought of what my mom said to me Just be true to you [Verse 3: Prodeje] So I'm a grown man now With the oldheads use to say Prod understands now They say the hood takes a man down I think the hood's all good And lil locs need to stand down Nobody giving you a handout You on the hood pants fallin off yo a** with your chest out I never tell you that's the wrong route I use to rome the hoods servin anything you can strung out Mad doggin cars quick to pull a gun out Didn't give a f** even with the sun out Hood life had me turnt out No pops at the crib So i spent my youth burnt out So I did what I did On some grown-man sh** But I still was a kid I should've ran from that sh** Didn't see the damn light Till I cought my first bid [Hook: L.V.] 2x Never tought of what I did when I was a kid Always had the Old ones to say that ain't the right way When I tought of what my mom said to me Just be true to you