D.J. Paul - Hood Star lyrics

[Intro] Yuh! Hypnotize Minds, {?} Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin down Life is beautiful man But n***as don't respect n***as, y'knahmsayin? You help a man out just for him to dog you out n***as don't appreciate sh**, f** 'em all! [Hook: Lyfe Jennings] So you crack this weed It's respect that'll cost my n***a Double back through the water if you cross a n***a It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my n***a And get lost my n***a I'm a marijuana smokin, never been broken I don't give a f** about the po-lice, I'm a hood star! Sixteen inches on my Impala Daddy I'm a motherf**in gangsta, ahh [Verse One] These n***as wanna be in my shoes, but they feet too small They only yell so I turn to, just to see me fall The new code in the streets, that's used by the phony If you cain't beat him, just call the police on him Or hate on him so bad try to turn the world against him Go in the studio like a ho make some bullsh** and diss him But none of that surprise me I done been through it all 17 years in the game, real game, DJ Paul I done seen the real, I done seen the fake I done seen fake b**hes turn real to fake Cause hateism is a disease, it's kinda like AIDS They feed you sh** for years, and then they send you to your grave [Hook] [Verse Two] First I'm broke, so I hang out with the rat and roach And still broke, cause I'm sleepin on apartment flo's The hood struggle is to get it, got to make the change See every dark is like the dark cloud full of rain You wonder why n***as high and they robbin folks Ain't nuttin to tell you but to pack yo' heat and let it go Them junkies get a f**in kick, when they smoke a brick I never seen a drug dealer ever call it quits But get money (yessir~!) Make the block pop off n***as snitchin man they heads will get chopped off The feds tappin fool it's dangerous when you hood trappin So don't get lost in the sauce slingin cold crack'n [Hook]