The Boyz in the Hood

I know y'all niggas hear my footsteps out there
I told you so
Violator Management
Thuga, Thuga, Thuga, Thuga, Thugga Chace

One hand on the Desert Eagle
My other hand on my dick taking a leak fool
Next to the garbage can in front of Key Food
The piss splashed on my kicks, I let my feet move
You telling me you a G, but I don't believe you
Cause telling me you a G, that's not a G move
I'm the soul controller of all of these dudes
I'm the reason they threw away their Evisu's
Carry the city by myself, N.Y. heavy
I sent the whole Rikers Island to lower library
Cause me and Slay don't perpetrate, we dictate
We the reason y'all putting credits on y'all mixtapes
I'mma sign my name in the book at his wake
Cause he moving too fast, he better switch pace
When you alive they call you a ugly bastard
But when you die they say he look good in the casket

The wake, the funeral, and the burial
After that, nobody remembers you
So as long as you alive, get your revenue
Stop chasing them heffers, that's what you better do
He busting his gun, the boys in the hood
He flipping his work, the boys in the hood
He doing his dirt, the boys in the hood
The world to the earth, the boys in the hood

You putting numbers on me, I kill you for free
Have niggas riding on you in the name of loyalty
You clapping at me, how many shots, three?
He got 5 more left, I'm counting them to the T
Soon as he empty, I swear to my whole team
I'mma chase his ass down and give him the whole thing
Respect when niggas do what they do, but you over did it
You can't take me out the picture, I'm photogenic
I'll wash both of y'all up, you and your co-defendant
I washed more niggas up than the home attendant
Most niggas do bids when they go in the system
He keep coming home, I know he snitching
But they build funeral homes for house niggas like you
Who can't do a day in jail or see a night through
I'mma come to your funeral wearing a white suit
So people can see the color that you gave your life to

The wake, the funeral, and the burial
After that, nobody remembers you
So as long as you alive, get your revenue
Stop hating on us, that's what you better do
He busting his gun, the boys in the hood
He flipping his work, the boys in the hood
He doing his dirt, the boys in the hood
The world to the earth, the boys in the hood

You can bulletproof your vest, full metal your jacket
Even cops die with those on, it never mattered
Hard hat your hat, bulletproof your ride up
None of that can stop your ass from getting shot up
You pressured lately, no fear, I tote the Desert bravely
When I hear shots fired, I never let them graze me
When they die they gon' burn in hell cause heaven praised me
I'm the nicest, how could you underestimate me?
My introduction was hella crazy
Cause you only get one chance to make a first impression baby
You gotta keep it gangsta if you plan to ever phase me
How you gon' keep it regular and try to regulate me?
Been banging a minute, you ain't banged a sec
I'm like a hospital for animals, I'm a vet
I got one question for rappers who disrespect me
What you wanna be cremated or buried?

The wake, the funeral, and the burial
After that, nobody remembers you
So as long as you alive, get your revenue
Stop chasing them heffers, that's what you better do
He busting his gun, the boys in the hood
He flipping his work, the boys in the hood
He doing his dirt, the boys in the hood
The world to the earth, the boys in the hood