Snoop: hey yo, kane & abel Why don't y'all kick somethin' from my hood, from yo hood, hear what i'm Saying Yeah, yeah Chorus: from my hood to yo hood, slangin, slangin From my hood to yo hood, bangin, bangin From my hood to yo hood slangin, slangin From my hood to yo hood, bangin, bangin, it's all good Kane: could these dope tapes Bag em up, ship em straght to the n***as that don't give a f** f** the magazines f** the t.v. shows Only trying to please those n***as smoking indo, wit afros Deep in da hood Da slangers Da bangers Da n***as up to no good that feel my same anger No limit coming up We got the bentleys, ferrahi's, da benzes, and da lexus' trucks You know us It's the boys kane & abel Sittin on my leather sofa Watch myself on cable Ask them hoes if my game precise My sh** tight ice shine like sparks and light Vvs 2 karats on my pinky Like to have s** wit 2 ho's cause i'm kinky We rap hustlas Like hand to hand crack hustlas Strictly for the soldiers and none for the busters Chorus (x2) In a smoked out tahoe Sittin low Gettin down Some n***as such ho's They probably pee sittin down In the lexus', land cruisers Chopping game wit fiend Waitin on big v To bring this ??box wit da triple beam n***az got anger We livin in danger Steady puttin dead n***as in my cd changer (puffy) 21 Hella funs and guns n***a hit da blunt slow It's my only one I be Mr. abel My brother Mr. kane Stay tru to the game Sunshine or rain Chorus Snoop: from my hood to yo hood But look it No limit Cha'll know how we doin it for da 98'