Loked Out Hood

Yeah, One day I was chillin' on Aranbe and Spruce

40 in my hand, and it's time to get loose

Got my Nikes, Fila t-shirt, and black khakis

I heard a horn blowin' and I jumped in my jacket

John was chillin' in the passenger seat

She jumped up out the bruck and started dancin' in the street

Now Shawn lookin' fresh and it wasn't no joke

She had on the fresh khakis and was sportin' the locs

And Thad was poppin' wheelies, came up from behind

He got off throwin' up his favorite gang sign

Here comes Little Slug from the Maple block

Groovin' on the handlebars, ready to rock

And now my posse's gettin' bigger, because of all these ****

I got the .38 and I'm about to pull the trigger

Looked up at the corner, and who did I see?

Wayne, Inch, Little Man, Pot, and Nookie

Now Shot came rollin' up on a little scooter

Lookin' for a match so he cold light the Thai hooter

I told him I didn't have it, but yet I went to grab it

I lit it up, I hit it up, and now it's draggin'

Wayne took a hit, Pot took a puff

Nookie started chokin', and now he's fucked up

The 40 ounce is empty, so I busted into school

I'm never gettin' sweated 'cause I'm just too cool, fool

Sun's goin' down and now it's night

My posse cold chillin' and we're feelin' alright

We heard a lot of noise and it sounded like a rally

Boomin' ass sounds comin' out of Sherm Alley

So we all jumped up and we started to stroll

A young **** like the Quik was takin' control

The DEA posse, so deep we walk with twos

And if you wanna join, well, you got to pay your dues

We got up to the alley, and everything was chill

They was just makin' that dollar dollar bill

Reesy came down and she sat on the stairs

I stood up, 'cause I didn't have a chair

Now Pot said, Slug, go get some cups

And get the Olde 8 so we can get fucked up

Now I'll put in twenty, Inch put in ten

And said, fuck it, Super Socco and gin

Now everybody's gettin' in the twilight zone

Head upstairs straight gettin' his bed on

Gangsta on the steps and he's tryin' to bang

No belt in his khakis, so to his knees they sag

Now here comes Slick with a twenty dollar bag

But he can't roll a joint, 'cause he ain't got the Zig Zags

I looked up at my watch, it said 10:28

You better rush the liquor store before it's too late

So he went up to the store and he got the Zags

Came back walkin' with my homeboy Cash

This **** came over, he was lookin' for a ride

Runnin' from the police, he didn't have no place to hide

A smile up on my face when I gave him the beer

I'm chillin' like a villain and I got no fear

Now Tony Lane came and he said he was bored

Eatin' on some chips that he got from the store

I said I'm bored too, so what's up with that?

Wayne said, is anybody down to jack?

Now I can get the AK and you can get the pump

But I don't wanna deuce deuce, 'cause I ain't a chump

Now Mike said, Dave, which one do you choose?

I told him I can take the .38 and you can have the Uz'

But before we can jet and be on our way

Some **** rolled up and they was ready to spray

Rollin' real slow, they turned off the lights

Waitin', until the time was right

A fool jumped out all dressed in Guess

Got him in the chest

The **** tried to jet, but they couldn't get far

'Cause Mike had the Uzi and he aimed it for the car

Haha

Now that's how it's done, and we do it good

Just another day in my loked out hood

So all y'all remember that we can't be stopped

What's the name of my hood?

Ha ha haha

(Figure that shit out, fools)