Lloyd Banks - Keep It Hood lyrics

(Lloyd Banks Intro) Clear the area imma let the cannon blow/ Why you think i brought my cousins from Jersey fo Im used to stuntin keep a diamond and an antidote Im from the gutter motherf**er (Verse 1) To be honest i aint never visit the suburbs before the rap/ n***a i'm from the hood where you can find them quarter waters at/ and actin like you cant afford all that/ Please my whole click shops heavy aint no time for the stores to stack/ we burn O's find a whole to clap/ lately i've been on my eastcoast sh** dealin with a florida rat/ be f**ed if i swing that blammer/ it'll take your whole record lable to bring back hammer/ damn near 40 a couple g's a pen/ and i still get my 3 white tees for 10/ you roll sh** and roll dice till the cops come/ which means they have to time to communicate which means they unite as a top gun/ no ridin the emergency van/ 'cause i can take trips come back to New York City curved with a tan/ blow 40 cal. curvin a man/ ready to murder a man/ thinkin hes tougher than Roberta Derann/ (Man) (Tity Boi Chorus 2x) See the do err we does/ the liquor and d**/ life of a thug and thats keepin it hood/ the girls who flow/ who hustle for dough/ enough to swallow some throat/ is keepin it hood/ (Tity Boi Verse 2) I'm hood by nature my habitat i stay brushed/ like an Island/ with trash shirts and pirates/ some work the day and some work the night shift/ some work for change and some for a night lift/ the climate gets hot/ these broads take they tops off/ like the CL6 and ride till they get lost/ i'm down for life my n***a got 4 strikes/ and wont come out until he die and come back like hes born twice/ his own price/ i know that i confess that/ if i loose my contacts i still bring the best back/ like bought 9 of the pies/ i eat 4 and give 5 to my guys/ i like to ride with my eyes on the prise/ get outa line i'll rinse this nine in your eyes/ they thinkin im lyin but na luckily see i got buck and banks/ and the feet got a pedicure 'cause the truck got painted/ (yea) (Chorus 2x) (Young Buck Verse 3) Extend the clip and finish my fith of hen/ and here comes that tennessee titan hes at it again/ roll up that green sticky/ i brought my team with me/ bring banks tell him to meet me up by magic city/ we got more and more than rambo/