Robert "Fonksta" Bacon - Love 4 Tha Hood lyrics

[EIHT] Lil' Hawk & Bird in the house (geah) n***as On The Run in the house (right) Da Foe in the house (that's right) My n***a D.T. in the house (ain't nuthin' but clownin', geah baby) The Eihthype thugs in the house Ain't nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm sayin'? And this goin' out to all them thug n***as worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'? Geah Check it out Here goes another gang tale from that street smart cat First lesson: don't be slippin' without your gat Cause out here they be trippin' on all kinds of sh** From the colors to the way that you hit your switch Don't be a soft-a** n***a Just belong to the gang of your choice with your hand on your trigga Now represent like you got no f**in' sense at all On every corner that is clear, hit your name on the wall (geah - hey) Jump in the back seat, we on a hoo-ride Reminiscin' about my muthaf**in homies that died I lay back and close my eyes and wonder How many muthaf**in' n***as the hood gon' take under (geah) But it's a fact; that these n***as be slippin' Gon' get caught up with the muthaf**in Mac But it's all good, doing dirt, puttin' in work I got love 4 tha hood Come on Uh, geah, geah, c'mon We got love for our hood (Throw your hands in the air) Do you got love 4 your hood? Geah c'mon (Throw your sh** in the air like you just don't care) Can't wait to hit the gate at 3 p.m A 159 k**ers I'm ready to kick it with them Let my rag hang slightly out the bu*ton hole I'm ready to stack chips higher than a totem pole Geah, I hopes this gang sh** don't ever cease Duckin' and dodgin' from the school police To the west, we got power, one time's scary Hoodrats by the dozen, everybody's cousin Caviar selling's how we handle our biz Drive-by shooting's just the way that it is Cavi in the bushes, straps in a stash Liquor store run, somebody better make a dash Living that life on the edge ain't nuthin (uh get'em) You best not wanna be startin' something But geah, it's all good, doin dirt, puttin' in work I got love for the hood, come on Geah (hey) Who got love for their hood? You got love for your love? Cause we got love for our hood... [DA FOE] I grabs my strap and represent tha f**in B.G. local loc's We doin' more dirt, puttin' in work I walks around like Compton owes me something Tote gats in the back of my Lac, fool, I be dumpin 16 years young and I'm the maker Hittin' you - up like a pager you gets played like Sega Only real G's come from the West So ????? like a doctor I proceeds to stitch your chest Prrrraaa... how you like 'em know, we mad deep Like T.L.C. I creep through your hood and put you to sleep Let's make it clearly understood Like n***as ?can damn? O.G.'s in the pen and we runnin' the hood sh**, your better be raisin up Cause Foe gon' pull inside my back Your block will get tore up with this Mac (10) Open your eyes and see (yeah) Cause we got love for the muthaf**in' hood, yeah We got love for our hood Do you got love for your hood? I said Da Foe's in the house, n***a I said Da Foe's in the house We got love for our hood Do you got love for your hood? Da Foe's in the house True blue thugs from the muthaf**in streets Compton sewed up from the muthaf**in top to the bottom n***a, you want thug n***as we got 'em You want ho b**hes we got 'em Uh cluck-heads, uh Punk one-time, geah Skanless-a** n***as, geah Mark-a** fools uh And coward-a** bustas n***as like Quik ha ha ahaha, geah