The Hood

Brisco

Composed by: B. Mitchell/D. Carter/D. Johnson/C. Butler/Bernard Freeman/W. Gradney/T. Hatch/N. Perez
(Feat. Lil Wayne) 

[Courus: x2] 
I'm in the hood, I'm in the, I'm in the hood. 
I'm in the hood, I'm in the, I'm in the hood. 
I'm in the hood, I'm in the, I'm in the hood. 
Just sayin' if u look'n 4 me...I'm in the hood. 

[Verse 1: Brisco] 
I'm posted on the corner, twisting that good 
I got that all black dickie on, i'm keepin it hood. 
What it is, I'm the Obalocka boom 
Got work in the trap, and the Chevy droppin soon. 
See Cash Money rubberbands e'm, bands e'm 
Since I got the deal, I got girls say'n he so handsome. 
I'm a Dave County, Yorker Boy 
I earn stripes, I got soldiers that'll flop you 4 it. 
Now I'm bouncin with a hood rat 
She think I love her, but I use her 4 her food stamps. 
Mr. Ghetto, It's whateva, you group it, I'm shootin 
And don't worry about them smokers, we keepin it movin. 
I know Cubans that knows O's 
If I ask for it, they send it by the boat load. 
Weezy Wee, I think it's a wrap 
And If you need me, you know where to find me at. 
I'm in the hood. 

[Courus x2] 

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] 
Uptown New Orleans, like always 
Cash Money boy, shine like bald heads. 
Big Bezel make my watch look like a hog head 
And all I do is smoke trees, call me log head. 
I'm butter on the bread like Parkay 
And I am all about me like Do Re 
I'm in the hood, i'm the hood like Dope, Yay 
Nappy ass hair like Buckwheat, Otay. 
Hollygrove, Ether St. be my damn hood 
Where you can get murdered for free like can goods. 
I got 12 Barbaros under the lam hood 
I can bring a Kentucky Derby to the damn hood. 
Sunshine diamonds help me tan good 
And I'll let it blow like a band wood. 
I call Briscoe, I'm on South Beach 
30 mins. later, Obalocka is where I'll be. 

[Courus x2] 

[Verse 3: Brisco] 
Like Kroger cups, watered juice, pickled eggs, and pig feet 
If you got beef, you know just where to find me. 
I'm in the hood, or better yet, the projects 
Where baby mama's trippin and them goons livin heartless. 
3 rules, Get money, don't tell 
and if that Welfare check come late, raise hell. 
I'm a poor boy, I ain't got shit 
And I hope they don't tell Baby, I'ma hit me a lick. 
[Lil Wayne:] 
Man, I'm so Hollygrove 
Stand strong in that water like a Commodor. 
Black holes in yo' white tee, Dominoes 
Me and Briscoe, Cash Money carnivores. 
I am New Orleans like carnivals 
And in the hood, call me Weezy the honorable. 
These other rappers so ironicle 
And if I ain't in the mansion then I'm up in the Phantom or...
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