Текст песни 50 Cent -  In My Hood   
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[Verse 1] 
Niggas screw they face up at me 
On some real shit son, they don`t want beef 
I cock that, aim that shit out the window 
Spray, there ain`t a shell left in my heat 
Ya`ll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down 
Get hit with a K round, ya ass ain`t gon` make it 
You niggas gon` get layed out in blood and ya brains out 
Have you on the concrete, shiverin` and shakin` 
I`m from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode 
If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll 
niggas`ll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold 
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load 
The party jump, with shorty bouncin` that ass 
I won`t fuck, gimme a second, I`ma holla, I`ma see whats up 
I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my trunk 
Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk 
 
[Chorus] 
In my hood 
niggas got love for me, but I don`t go no where without my strap 
In my hood 
A lil dro`, a lil hennessy, a nigga just don`t know how to act 
In my hood 
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat 
In my hood 
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin` around to buck back 
In my hood 
 
[Verse 2] 
I don`t trust a mothafuckin` soul when the D`s come they fool 
On my first case they told, where I`m from it ain`t safe 
To have more than a 8th, niggas`ll come to your place 
Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe 
As your heart starts to race cause a robbery could turn into a homo-case 
Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, niggas will pop at you 
Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son, niggas will go  
hard for that cake 
These thirsty niggas will lurk, then you`ll have to catch `em and murk `em 
I`m observin` in my hood, these niggas be dumbin` 
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is `em runnin` 
They make it harder and harder to pump on the block 
I`m a hustler, how the fuck I`m supposed to eat when its hot 
 
[Chorus] 
In my hood 
niggas got love for me, but I don`t go no where without my strap 
In my hood 
A lil dro`, a lil hennessy, a nigga just don`t know how to act 
In my hood 
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat 
In my hood 
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin` around to buck back 
In my hood 
 
[Verse 3] 
That house party off the hook, until the shots go off 
Well thats what you get for stuntin` on my block show off 
Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you slippin` 
Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin` 
Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin` a whippin` 
Shit, bitch get out a pocket, she needs some discipline 
Peep the fiends, shootin` diesel in his arm in the alley 
Look at the chrome spinners spinnin` on that black DeNalli 
The grimey niggas where I`m from, they wanna see you chipped up 
You shine, they gon` ?? and shoot your whip up 
It ain`t good to do good in my hood [Gunshot] 
You know not to do good now 
 
[Chorus] 
In my hood 
niggas got love for me, but I don`t go no where without my strap 
In my hood 
A lil dro`, a lil hennessy, a nigga just don`t know how to act 
In my hood 
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat 
In my hood 
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin` around to buck back 
In my hood