Listen to The Hood (feat. Drag-On, Beanie Sigel, Jadakiss, Mysonne, Inf Red & NuChild) by Ruff Ryders

The Hood (feat. Drag-On, Beanie Sigel, Jadakiss, Mysonne, Inf Red & NuChild)

Ruff Ryders

Hip-Hop/Rap

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The Hood

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ruff Ryders

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Beanie Sigel

Composer

Mysonne

Composer

Kasseem Dean

Composer

Mel Smalls

Composer

Shandel Green

Composer

Wallace Lynch

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Swizz Beatz

Producer

Rich Keller

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

This is for the thugs in the street

Do ya hear me?

And this right here

Might get you mugged in the street

[Verse 2]

Beanie Sigel hitting hard

And I'll wire ya jaw

Trademark **** yes give them permanent scars

Twist backwards, never catch me rolling cigars

Only cock and blow draw out of preservative jars

On the block serving like I never heard of the law

Cops hit the spot, **** it, Matt Brodie to ball

**** crack, flip powder, I ain't taking a loss

Plus if I get snatched it's less time for the song

I was been known to stroll the block, hold the *****

Blow, draw, pick up dough, reload the spot

I'm the **** with crushed ice and some Arm and Hammer

I'm the reason why smokers steal car antennas

I get bricks so you know I make big nicks

The size of chicklets that make you **** sick

While y'all try to profit, I just flip quick

Y'all **** know my flow be sick, my dough be quick

[Verse 3]

Now when you wake up

I'm wiping the cold out your eyes with the barrel of the ***

Holding your son, smoking Branson

Blowing smoke in your face, I want the ransom and some

Or ****'ll get the opposite of handsome

I mean I got to come clean

I've done bagged up and served everything you've seen

In the feds magazine

I'm what y'all haven't seen

I swallow kerosene and **** out gasoline

Strike a match and burn the ****ing scene

I'm no joker, I could blow you into smoke

And make your man a second hand smoker

I'm so vulgar, I'm sending **** straight back to their maker

Broke with a Play Station for a CD player, see me player?

I don't even play that ****

I just spit and have the whole hood saying my ****

Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in that ****

While I smoke a Scripture, load up the guns then come to rip ya

[Verse 4]

This be the realest **** I ever wrote

Gun up in your mouth, hands 'round your throat

Choke ****, choke, I'm dope

Roll me up and smoke on contact

React and play me back

For dough, I'll murder every **** not on this track

I spit back at any **** claiming he teflon

The best on, be the next **** get stepped on

A sick dude, type to ask God you wanna battle?

I could care less, send me to Hell, I like to travel

After waxing him, I wax you

Smack you, clap you, now that's two

****** I left looking like statue

I have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hard

Some jail ****, never even walked through a junkyard, I thump hard

Make a **** yell for crew quick

A true **** eat a **** up like a chew stick

Too rich is what I plan to be in the '99

It's all mine, **** ride **** when it's crunch time

So bump mine, make a **** lean off the opium

You Ethiopian

Wille ****, yeah we scoping and roping 'em

Do a **** Rosewood style

Hanging wallet with a picture, white moms and a child

[Verse 5]

It's Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm

Popping **** in their sleep so they die calm

Kill or be killed, that's the **** that I'm on

It's desperado style, shooting at 'em side arm

I'm gone, you see I'm dope like heroin

And my guns got scopes so they zero in

Here on in, know I fear no men

And mother**** shooting five, here go ten

Know that if you start a problem, there's no end

You tough? Fight death and be a hero then

Call me poppy seed, I'll pop your seed

And move bricks on the block, that's too hot to breathe

I'm a real type of **** that cock and squeeze

Y'all them second guess **** that cock and freeze

So I **** with real **** like the Lox and D

And y'all **** got problems, just watch and see

[Verse 6]

I'm the kid with the unlaced boots but I'll lace you

Leave a hole in your facial the size of a bagel

All my bullets hit, never graze you

If you never was ****, I'ma promise you this

I'ma front page you, I'm a youngin

The first one there and the last one to get to running

Unless you tell me the cops coming

'Cause I like to feel **** so when they trap me I blast out

I'm quiet but my gun got a bad mouth

I wake up with the mad south

You know how many **** and ****

Drags done dragged out on a cash route

'Cause when I walk in, stop the talking

I don't give a **** if it's a 8 with a walkman

I'ma put him in a coffin

Soon as I step in

I'm running up on a **** with the thick lens ****

I'm tryna get the Benz with the thick rims

Double R, soon half of us'll go to jail

The best studio, 16 bars to post bail

Written by: Dwight Grant, Kasseem Dean, Mel Smalls, Mysonne, Mysonne Linen, Shandel Green, Wallace Lynch

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