[INTRO: SHOESTRING]
What's up?
It's the cop k**er, Shoestring
Down with the f**ing Jake The Flake
You want some dope, fiends?
Get your flake from Jake
What's up Jake?
Kick some sh**, G
[VERSE 1: JAKE THE FLAKE]
Deep in the ghetto lives a k**er named Jake
Booming low key
Selling weight of Peruvian Flake
Copped me a half at the age of ten
Went down on Dayton and boomed my yey
Then I re-copped again
And now I got something chronics can't live without
Got them up with (Durkee?) and we opened up a weight house
Business was booming 24-motherf**ing-7
Have some in 550 and them hoes in 411
Booming more yey than the average n***a should
Bought me a Fleetwood
Four 15s, and a Kenwood
And now I'm living off my hustle
n***a, Jakey ain't going to scuffle
My cousin Roachie is my muscle
A young paid a** Barry White
I kept my game tight
Slept with about three b**hes every f**ing night
Off of Dayton, out of Flint
Caught in the clinch
A young n***a named Jake
Out to get rich
[HOOK]
Boys in the hood are always hard
36 is what I'm copping
(x4)
[VERSE 2: JAKE THE FLAKE]
1st of the month, I'm on my way to my dope house
Copping keys and making Gs is all I could think about
I bent the corner
Vice cars all on the gra**
My spot was hit
I said "Oh sh** I got to get their a**"
Walked past the crib
And peeped the scene out real slow
The cop that did that sh**
Won't do this type of sh** no mo'
I took a loss, I took a loss
I took a big loss
But I ain't worried about sh**
Cause I'm my own boss
Come to find out my llello spot was hit by Green
Well known vice cop/b**h/crack fiend
I'm going to k** him and you can tell him
I should have k**ed his monkey a**
When he was staying on McClellan
But I didn't, I let him get away
So I'm like a hunter
That b**h Green is my prey
When I find him I'm going to k** that b**h
For f**ing up my establishment
When I'm out to get rich
[HOOK]
[VERSE 3: JAKE THE FLAKE]
Riding through my hood
Paranoid, about four deep
All was on my mind was putting punk a** Greene to sleep
Not for a night but forever
I'm smoking tree and getting ooted
Now I'm feeling kind of clever
Rolled by Dayton
Kendall and Green was on the shakedown
The raid was damn near over
They was on their way back downtown
Pulled to the stop sign then he stopped
The red beam hit his head
I popped
And that's when Kendall screamed
The red beam hit him next
The same thing
Two crooked cops lie dead
With bullets in their heads
For some sh** that Harlan did
They should have known how I was cut
But they didn't know
So they he straight f**ed up
But that's what them hoes get
For f**ing up my profit
When I'm out to get rich
[HOOK]
Boys in the hood are always hard
Jake...Jake...Jake is my name
Boys in the hood are always hard
Jake...Jake...Jake is my name
Boys...boys...boys
36 is what I'm copping
Jake...Jake...Jake...Jake...Jake...Jake
Jake is my name
(repeats)