[Chourus]
I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
I got the hood with me
But these b**hes get this money
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me
[Verse 1: WC]
Dub-Cuda, Lick can I get robbin'
Over here we the headbangers like the hit squad..
All chrome with the raw flow, shake up the audience
Like mike vick walking in the dogg show
Like giraffe dicks standing tall over y'all
Hangin' with k**as
Like suspenders on overalls, crackin bottles
Swaging n aiming hollows when n***as n solitary confinement
To the game macho..Clack clock n***a keep my sh** co*ked
Don't f** with me ya'll I'm in the zone like a zip lock
Stay G'd up, out to get my green up
Blue Chevy,counting bags of money like a brink truck
Guaranteed at least slangin sticks like shina e
Bad b**h on my side, a** like Alicia Keys,feel the breeze
Don't retire nicky please..on the 110 with my dickies to
My knees...
[Hook]
I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
I got the hood with me
But these b**hes get this money
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me
[Verse 2: Maylay]
Breath of fresh air,yes,yeah it's Maylay n***a, Big Swang
And I came with the Connect Gang members, and uhh
It ain't bright if we ain't light
They ain't sh** n***a he ain't tight
You got it f**ed up
It's all or nothin',we brawl n bust'em
Till they put me in the coffin of the car and I'm coffed in
And to my next opponent, don't even rest a moment
I'm so West! (Hell Yes!)with no extra's on it
L.A. Dodgers, AK,Choppers and the kids hit the graves
Way before they momma's ( That's a shame ! )
So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya that
Capital CA mayne,and check the Tat
Recognise why the realist n***as give it up
Weather they be Crip or Blood, and the one the women love
Angelino..but she's only repect by n***as run from green coats n don't testify
[Hook]
I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
I got the hood with me
But these b**hes get this money
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me
[Verse 3: Ice Cube]
Now I'm an old n***a on the Porch, way to big
It's a shame how this n***a influenced them kids
Got 'em out there hustlin' and doin' the sh**
And he don't do sh** but sit and scratch on his dick
And it's not good that the hood is under a spell
It's a wonder why this n***a ain't under the jail
Why they treat this motherf**a like the wizard of oz
Cause I know what's happening like re-run and rogg
I'm a captain,yep the head n***a in charge
Pull Air Force One, up out the garage
I'm the grand puba You part of my lodge
You mortals better pay, respect to the Gods
You can cuss more, I'm Mount Rushmore
Now you can sell more, You still Al Gore
n***a I'm the president, you just a resident
In my Gangsta world, and you late with the f**ing rent!
[Hook]
I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
I got the hood with me
But these b**hes get this money
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me