Ladz in the Hood

Aye, we some lads in the hood (Eshay)

Love my shanks and shivs, but still got gats like boys in the hood (Eetswa)

Who wants beef when us boys here got too much toys in the hood?

All these boys in the hood

We shoot sticks, no wood, you step 'round here

You'll see what's good, what's good, what's goodie

One, two step on a opp', I got my whole team urchin' (Where they at?)

Them boys, they talk too much so there's no use conversin' (All that verbal)

All that talk till gang pulls up right there in person

Fuck that shit, lad run that witness, mind your business, close them curtains, aye

We some lads in the hood (Two-Seven)

Ring Ring Traps, get rid of two packs like Suge

They turn Bishop when I run straight like rooks

I can wear Crocs and chop them dogs, don't ever be fooled by looks

Freedom ain't lost, this beefin' won't stop, yeah, we be on top, I don't think they understood (They didn't)

What's good? What's good? What's goodie? (Huh?)

And come on by, this ain't war, we bullies

War's a sport and, lad, you rookies

Ram blades and go stash place and boogie (Just boogie)

And why should I drop these childish opps? (Why?)

They deserve some noogies

We on the block Two Seven Fully (Fully)

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, aye)

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, pussy)

Heard there's dogs in the hood, oi lad go get that addy (Go get that)

OneFour's scored so much points in the hood, Marlay go check that tally (How much?)

Free Fred, that boy was out in the hood, then he got took (Free 'em)

My district got old and shook, catch them boys, they fold like books

Fourteen when I scored that point, I was pissed off 'cause I did me a leg shot (Spewin')

Nowadays I aim for the head 'cause, and then jet off, 'cos it's red hot (Red hot)

How could you leave your friends to get caught with a bunch of dogs like a pet shop?

And if things get iffy, grip that fizzy and let that pop like Mentos

I swear I'm trapped in the hood (Yeah)

Made these stacks for the hood (Yeah)

Break my back for the hood

Youngins are itching to earn their strips, so please don't, please don't come to the hood (Nah)

My sides way too heavy, your goods they ain't ready (What?)

Jump out the whip and Ching on them with Ballys on urchin like Ned Kelly

We got the shanks and shivs on hips, anything **** will get dipped

Opp boy down, opp boy down, OneFour come out and loot this prick (Pussy)

Tell Lebbs go get that hottie, grip that pole and go for a drive

Push that steel into bad man's chest and hope to the Lord that he don't survive

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, aye)

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, pussy)

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, aye) (Fours up, fours up)

We some lads in the hood, raised in that twenty-seven

Always up to no good (Aye, pussy)