Sheek Louch - Real Hip Hop lyrics

[Swizz Beatz] Swizz Beatz the monsta Real music (real music) let's go The hood's hot! (uh-huh, yeah) The hood's hot! (clap) The hood's hot! (oh, yeah) The hood's hot (yeah, yeah) [Verse One: Jadakiss] Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home Gon' double they money this year off my work alone So cool with it, yet and still I'm old school with it Nobody gotta know who did it Two-thirds of the L.O., where the X at? Hoodie under the suit jacket, double-breast that I'm in the hood like scratch-offs, get them packs off Lame n***as cuffin them whack who*es Use of the pick goin back door, no more for the fake Just stand there and I'mma dish it back off Might lay it up, might not n***as don't be in the wrong place cause it's me in the right spot I'm quite hot, y'all n***as is quite pop The record don't sell then I still got light rocks Like wearin Timbs with Nike socks And the lil' bit of money I did make I put it in light stocks [Swizz Beatz] Yeah, how y'all doin out there (Jada whattup n***a?) How y'all doin out there? (It's your boy Sheek Louch n***a) The hood's hot! (Thanks for invitin me on this track) The hood's hot! [Verse Two: Sheek Louch] Yo if my flow too tight, put the pressure on Watch the juice come out like I'm squeezin a Sprite Make big deals, get out on big bails sh**, your career about as short as Amil's (ha ha) sh** on n***as like I had two tails (damn) With enough bars to open four jails If you don't know n***a, ask Madden How I play with the hammer, in Manhattan Shank up (yeah) n***as leak enough blood To fill a motherf**in H-2 tank up Getcha bank up (yeah) who you rank up Get off his dick and get you a brick (woo!) We done seen every John Woo flick So act like The k**er instead of some chick (b**h) f** a pimp cup, get a plastic one (no doubt) Put some 'gnac in that sh** and go and get it done [Swizz Beatz] How y'all doin out there? (You know what they want right) How y'all doin out there? (They want that gangsta sh** from us daddy) The hood's hot! (So let that sh** hit you) The hood's hot! [Verse Three: Sheek] Me and 'Kiss hot like lava (no doubt) We got sons in the game and we don't need Maury to know who the father If we don't know you, your bars ain't big enough (nah) You need a gimmick, go run around the block with Puff Get a Black Phone, rent some of Jigga's stuff I'm like T-Dub, you wanna be dubbed (no doubt) I was there when a lil' n***a re'd up You ain't Willie, you just act G'd up [Jadakiss] Yeah, uh, yo I branched out, so you can get the deez In the gla** seam bags you can pull the stamps out n***a the champ's out, we don't rock loud colors We pop loud guns n***a to stand out You know what it is kid, your man got the money in his crib Then we gon' go in your man's house Double R D-Block n***a the camp's out Can't forget about Swizz, he blowin the amps out, what? [Swizz Beatz] How y'all doin out there? How y'all doin out there? The hood's hot! The hood's hot!