Im So Hood Lyrics by G-Unit

Im So Hood Lyrics

    [50 Cent]

    Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
    Little Tyrone tiyad a gettin' his ass whipped so he holdin' that gat down
    His momma think it's my fault cause he listen to back down
    Bobby was a fucking bum he pumpin' cracks now
    He keeps her fresh chicks white T's and fitted hats now
    Uncle Rock-a-whine-o we wont put the yack down
    Eric had a jump shop but he's smoking crack now
    The Lunatics the Lost Boys cheap shit is wack now
    Country boots shrowden crackers got him on his back now
    And Sean runnin' round with his fuckin gat now
    Up in niggaz cribs sayin' where that money at pal
    Now Soundra from BK I seen her out in Houston
    That bitch travel the world she runnin' round boostin'
    And Toya got these bad ass kids they a nusince
    Their baby daddy's never come around they useless
    Everynow and then I come through on some new shit
    Pearly white six and some chrome deuce deuce.

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]

    I'm so hood, I can't help it
    I'm so hood, I can't help it
    Love me for being me
    Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am.
    So love me for being me.

    I'm so hood, I can't help it
    I'm so hood, I can't help it
    Love me for being me
    Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am.
    So love me for being me.

    [50 Cent]

    When i was six man momma told me god don't like ugly
    I fell scraped my face and thought god must don't love me
    So Owen every morning before he sell dope
    Niggaz keep whoopin' nut ass cause he sell soap.
    Charlie be beggin' all the time he stay broke
    Flip be down on 109 rollin' up smoke
    Chamie he a thief catch a stunt in a stolen car
    He that nigga that you call when you crash and need new parts
    They say they love me because I rap now but they don't like me
    I've been locked up 3 times and they ain't write me
    Stevey a punk but fuck with Isha he can get mean quick
    Pop shots at you he sure must suck a mean dick
    The blocks hot D's jump out on us almost all the time
    They watch us from the building but niggaz still be on the grind
    Wade used to call the cops and tell them G had a nine
    Till G put that gun in down that seat and said it wasnt mine

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]



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