Vicious - Take Tha Hood Back lyrics

[Bun B. - Intro] Yeah n***a, the hood is fu*kED up right now You n***as got sh** all crossed-up, n***as got the game real twisted right now You n***as is really hustlin wrong, you n***as got your grind wrong, manye I gotta watch you ho-a** n***as It's time for the teacher to sit back in the front of the cla**, n***a Write on the blackboard and teach you ho-a** n***as the rules, n***a Cause ain't nobody showing you n***as, how to get money the right way If you gon get money, b**h, cuase you gon f** E'RYBODY money up on the real! [Bun B.] Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballers - open up your mind A lot of n***as hustling backwards, need to press rewind There's some n***as playin dirty pool, bad Cali bandits They crossin up the Trill and man ya boy just cain't stand it Motherf**ers need to be repremanded and straight jacked These boys is givin the wrong n***as out here respect Break ya neck to f** wit a n***a that compromise ya hood Ya doin sh** you know ain't cool until the good Got kids movin work, hustlin by the school Using youngsters, they hits states, this whole sh** on the cool Matter fact, f** the cool! You n***as need to hear me Breakin bread with certified snitches, don't come near me (don't come near me) You n***as givin these canaries all these pa**es f** gettin dough wit a snitch - get in they a**es! I'm teachin cla**es, Dope Slangin 101 These ho-a** n***as don't want, none of Bun - I'm takin the hood back [Hook: Slim Thug] n***as gettin knocked goin fed and six months ya back? Off with his head, we takin the hood back Damn! I coulda swore they gave ya a** ten flat Now you're home, somethin wrong - we takin the hood back Your lawyer's all right, but he ain't got it like that.. HELL NAW! We takin the hood back We in the club like it's good, and in the hood and you a rat Click-clack motherf**er! We takin the hood back [Middlefingaz member #1] I'm a G, hell yeah! I don't bull Got ya b**h lookin mad while them Fingaz so full I drank hard while you n***as drank Bull But the boy like Diddy fed, Bam! got pulled And I was taught to hold my own Picture spider lock ya down, brother burna zone, n***a Hell yea, I'm bout dat, shirt slacks all black Come through sunny side and leave yo house flat [Middlefingaz member #2] Yeah I grind for the paper, f** small towns, go major f** a cell phone, goin pagers It's young low Frazier, shoot good with no lasers And every shot hit {*gunshot*} I don't throw no grazer Some k**a talk n***a, and real talk n***a Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever k**ed off n***a And I put that on Pat, Screw, and Steve Young low b**h, I clap you and leave, ho We takin the hood back [Hook] [Vicious] A thousand-eight grams, enough to get yo a** right Ya smart wit it, get caught wit it, enough to get yo a** life From out here in these trenches ain't no fu*kIN love or second chance Small-time offender, lose yo a**, you get enhanced Speak not, keep yo mouth shut, investigate the whole place Make 'em think it's cool, follow that n***a round the whole day The game ain't the same at all changed for the worst.. n***a got the less time cause he came wit it first See I disperse to dope the most convicted felons - strictly G's No more Glock sh** - rock sh**, strictly keys I gets my paper, I was taught by older n***as Cold blooded k**as, dope dealers, Sodom n***as I'm alert (alert), I'm aware (aware), I'm focused, I'm on top of sh** I show you how to stop that b**h, get ig'nant wit this choppa b**h Tomorrow ain't promised - snitch today, die tonight We know your spot, me and my n***as gon ride tonight! [Hook] [Pimp C.] I'm takin back the streets, thang on the C.. On parole but I'm cold wit the heat Candy coated rock baller (ugh!), twenty-chop crawler (ugh!) b**hes tryna steal my dick, I ain't bout to call her (ugh!) Theres a lot of n***as rappin, playin games I don't see none of the sh** that you name Where the car at? (uh!) Where the bread at? (uh!) Where the girl you say that got that "five head" at? (uh!) Where the rocks at? (uh) Where the Glocks at? (uh) In yo mind and on the mic - the only place it's at! That's my lifestyle you rappin bout I'm havin everything you p**y n***as yappin 'bout When you see some c**aine You say you got it n***a, bring me ten thaaaaaaangs He gotta call his connect and sh** And he ain't got you co-na-vict - n***a I'm takin my hood back! [Hook til fade]