Lil Scrappy - Hood lyrics

Ladies and gentleman (What?) Id like to welcome you (Welcome what?) To the life and times of Trillville (Trillville?) I be your God on this here Jonny (Uh huh) Its your boy LilJon checkin it (Yeah yeah) And first-off (Whaddup?) I let my n***a Dirrty Mouth holla atchu We can take it to the street n***a if u got beef 'Cus aint home wit it Ima knock out your teeth Wear your fake-a** n***as keepin talkin sh** Im in your damn house wit your girl on my dick Im the realest muthaf**a when it comes to makin hits So shut tha f** up before I bust you in the lip The street lifes on for the best to go home Is damn you late for a as I shine on the chrome Aimin at your doam buck-shot rain (Rain) Im deep offa damn, when a n***a bout to explain n***a f** tha fame all I want is the doe (Doe) My aint Dough Bussa so dont be try me like a hoe Im not your everyday dough that Im at your seat everyday I rob just a deal just to get my a** paid I shine like a brave on a old school A n***a act a fool if a n***a break the rule, fo real Dirrty Mouth spittin at you b**hes and n***as (Uh huh) Specially tellin you fake-a** n***a out there (f** yall) You know real recognize real (Yeah) And fake n***as always wanna hate and sh** (Yeah) You hattin n***as we gon' find yall We gon' sip you out (Yeah, hah) Holla at them Don P I know for a fact you aint ready for the street You s**as rain n***a on this country You fall to the ground disrespect to my feet You sound raw n***a go home you cant compete They tryna be me, they watch TV They try to imitate and thats what make em fake 'Cus the hood aint actin n***as start relaxin Thinkin they can live in this world without packin Somethin Janet Jackson, n***a still lovin And how we broke it down like a muthaf**in cratchin Too transaction and wont nobody a**in Until you raise your mouth like a muthaf**in f*got It aint no burriations n***as still hatin But I guess, I hate too 'cus aint the music that they creatin Hoes that they savin, Plans that they makin Whoever else like so I hate they fan bases (Yeah) Yall aint neva see a n***a like me Ive been all around the muthaf**in world (All over the place n***a) All over this b**h You know hatin n***as everywhere you muf**as go Disrespect n***as everywhere you muf**as go But you know why? All them hatin n***as They makes real n***as that best most strong (Yeah, yeah) Tell `em L.A. Look you aint ready for the streets (Streets) And you claim to be hard, but you weak (Weak) A bad b**h and you swear that beat (Beat) The only thang you probably touch was a feet (Feet) You b**hin me now, picture me Im sorry Get your a** summen boi it aint workin You dont want a Trill n***a you [unverified] You need to take your a** home and neva [unverified] Give me the b**h hard like a dick (Dick) Ready to f**, we aint takin sh** (f**, sh**) We gon' bust your knuts (Pow pow pow pow) But still some n***as do it for a mill (Mill) If times get hard then you gain up your grill (Grill) Fo real, the hood, man where a n***a live And I aint trippin, 'cus that where I had the deal sh**, and made a young n***a even stronger I guess thats the reason why a n***a stay baller (Hey) (Hey, hey) Yo, aint no n***a Is gonna stop my muthaf**in paper (Neva that) Non a n***a, youknawmean? (Yeah) Im out here on my hustle everyday (Yeah) n***a I aint sellin dope But Im sellin this beats and sh** Rhymes and all this bullsh** (Yeah) Im sellin this crunk energy drink (Yeah) Yo, Im sellinall kinda sh** n***a Im CDs, DVDs, n***a What Eva you need (Uhh) My n***as Trillville, they always gonna keep it muthaf**in real BME, BME, BME click (Yeah, yeah) We about this b**h Real stay real and fake always stay fake Neva muthaf**in hate