Issue No 174 In My Hood Lyrics

Motherfuckers think I fell off
But I've been tucked on the same shit
Waiting on my options in this game so I can take this shit
You'trophy
And I put that on'in everything that I do
See, this rap shit is simple
A nigga disrespect papa, man, it ain't no beef
It ain't no diss track, it's simple
I can wait for what I came 'bout 'fore this shit real
And I'm telling you the truth of how a young nigga feel
So I'm live from the 400
Selling dope, smoking kush all night till a nigga lines hurt
Take a picture, throw out the phone'
That's why they hate on a nigga but I ain't worry about it
I keep a pistol all time lingering by the bottle
And I ain't Master P, Slim for these streets
So I'mma do what a real nigga do, true

I'm in my hood up to no good
These niggas lurking, bitches working
But I keep that think cocked
Been on the grind all night, still the same block
Fucking different bitches, dodging the same cops
And I'm dealing with the same gang that claimed Pac

Look, I flip the script with a different whip
Then hit the house and grab a different bitch
Yeah, that's when you know your money long
Different breach, my favorite, the chin-chong
I go hammpe P, the fans be loving me
Early mornings, late nights like my nigga Nipsey
Who gonna stop a real nigga
Hoes can't live with 'em
Pushaz Ink the label and we taking on pussy niggas
This game cold and we taking niggas sweaters
And I'm robbing broad day and a nigga could get wet up
I'm a push a hard line, where you from?
'the G code is real and I'mma live by it
Till my last breath, boy, don't think about it
Deal with this shit'

I'm in my hood up to no good
These niggas lurking, bitches working
But I keep that think cocked
Been on the grind all night, still the same block
Fucking different bitches, dodging the same cops
And I'm dealing with the same gang that claimed Pac