G-unit - I Luv Da Hood lyrics

Verse 1 (Young Buck) Bullet wounds and tattoos is how I show my pain, im gone so much my lil girl don my palms covered in residue from c**aine, been on the block since 6 in da moooornin, the neighbors complain bout the traffic at my house (f** yall), when they need to borrow something they put they hands out, lil kids start runnin when they see my car comin, just looking at me wil make a n***a start hustling, I aint gone start nothing I just know how to count, or how to eyeball an eightball, u wearin em out, lips black from the blunts, or that side wit diesel, and a desert eagle IM SO ILLEGAL, I can hear what they feed you what they put in the needle, Amsterdam got me thinking marijuana is legal, u can call me country but don we got all this money 50 where u wanna go, C'mon n***a (Chorus)x2 sh** Aint really all good but I luv da hood, all I need is my weed man I luv da hood, we aint livin like we should but I luv da hood but they stil turn the key man i luv da hood Verse 2 (Game) They say g**ner whoo kid let it ride, f**in wit G-Unit ill let the desert fly, ridin thorugh chasville wit buck on my dubs, and for those who dont know that stands for West Side, i blast on my enemies, f** you if you aint ken of me, knock ya top off like kennedy, then sip on hennesy, ridin through tennessee, if you need coke young buck got the rememedy, i got it fo nine five if you wanna fly, put em in a range rover if u wanna drive, if you only need one, u aint even gotta come, i just pack it up and strap it to a b**hes thigh, you eva seen an impala drive, seen hollows fly, seen yellow tape everytime theres a h*mocide, when theres drama i pull a glock from out my waist, n***as try and make my mama cry, its G-Unit n***a u betta recognize, i put you in a grave for that sh** that joe budden tried, i remember how it feeled when my brother died, then tupac biggie smalls and them otha guys, so when me and my homies ride, i got a chrome 45 in my lap, on my waist with the double nines, n***as tried to k** me but it wasnt time, i took five shots from my own borther, and i went into a coma, woke up in the hospital, cops said they found druges and i said they wasnt mine, Bad Boy but i wasnt shine, matta fact i wasnt sh**, thought that cause i one-timed, now its G-Unit n***a read between the lines b**h Chorus x2