UGK - Take Tha Hood Back lyrics

(Verse 1) (Bun B) Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballas Open up your mind A lot of n***as hustlin backwards Need to press rewind Theres some n***as playin dirty pool Bad cali bandits They crossin up the trill And man ya boy just can't stand it Mothaf**kas need to be repremanded and straight jacked These boys is givin the wrong n***as out here respect Break ya neck to f**k wit a n***a to come from out ya hood Ya doin sh** you know it cool Until the good Got kids movin work, hustlin by the school Using?? they hits stages, whole sh** on the cool Matter fact, f**k the cool You n***as need to hear me Breakin bread with certified snitches Don't come near me (don't come near me) You n***as givin these canaries all these pa**es F**kin gettin dough wit a snitch Get in they a**es I'm teachin cla**es, dope slangin 101 These hoe a** n***as Don't want nuttin but im takin they hood back (Chorus) (Slim Thug) n***as get in, not goin fed In 6 months your back? I put his head We takin the hood back Damn, i coulda swore they gave yo a** 10 flat Now your home, somethin wrong We takin the hood back You liar aight, but he aint got it like that Hell naw, we takin the hood back In the club like its good In the hood and you a rat Click clack mothaf**ka We takin the hood back (Verse 2) I'm a G hell yea, oh boy Got ya b**h lookin mad While them fingas so full I drink all while you n***as drink bull But the boy like?? bam got pool And I was taught to hold my own Picture spider lock ya down Brotha burna zone, n***a Hell yea im bout dat Shirt slacks all black Come through sunny side Leave yo house flat (Verse 3) For the paper F**k small towns, go major F**k a cell phone go pagers Young low frazier Shoot good with no lasers And every shot hit, I don't throw no graza Some k**a talk n***a Some real talk n***a We tha fingaz around whoever k**ed off n***a And I put that on? steve Young low b**h, I clap you and leave Cuz i'm takin the hood back (Chorus) (Slim Thug) n***as get in, not goin fed In 6 months your back? I put his head We takin the hood back Damn, i coulda swore they gave yo a** 10 flat Now your home, somethin wrong We takin the hood back You liar aight, but he aint got it like that Hell naw, we takin the hood back In the club like its good In the hood and you a rat Click clack mothaf**ka We takin the hood back (Verse 4) An ounce and 8 grams Enough to get yo a** right Ya smart wit it, get caught wit it Enough to get yo a** life From out here in these trenches Aint no f**kin love or second chances Long time offender Lose yo a**, get enhanced Speak not, yo mouth shut Investigate the whole place Make em think its cool While that n***a round the whole day The game ain't the same It all changed for the worst n***a got the less time cuz he came wit it first See I disperse to dope the most convicted felons Strictly Gs, no more glock sh**, rock sh** Strictly keys I kiss my paper I was taught to hold a n***as (own) Cold blooded k**as, dope dealers Sorry n***as, I'm alert I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top and sh** I show you how to stop that b**h Get ignit wit this choppa b**h Tomorrow aint promised Snitch today, die tonight We know your spot, me and my n***as gon ride tonight (Chorus) (Slim Thug) n***as get in, not goin fed In 6 months your back? I put his head We takin the hood back Damn, i coulda swore they gave yo a** 10 flat Now your home, somethin wrong We takin the hood back You liar aight, but he aint got it like that Hell naw, we takin the hood back In the club like its good In the hood and you a rat Click clack mothaf**ka We takin the hood back (Verse 5) (Pimp C) I'm takin back the streets Thang on the C On parole but I'm cold wit the heat Candy coated rock balla 20 chop crawla b**hes tryna steal my dick I ain't bout to call her Theres a lot of n***as rappin, playin games I don't see none of the sh** That you name Where the car at (uh) Where the bread at (uh) Where the girl you say ya got the 5 head at (uh) Where the rocks at (uh) Where the glocks at (uh) In yo mind and on the mic The only place is at Thats my lifestyle im rappin bout I'm havin everything you p**y n***as laughin bout When you see some c**aine You say you got it n***a Bring me 10 thangs He gotta call his connect and sh** And he ain't got you con-vict n***a i'm takin my hood back (Chorus) (Slim Thug) n***as get in, not goin fed In 6 months your back? I put his head We takin the hood back Damn, i coulda swore they gave yo a** 10 flat Now your home, somethin wrong We takin the hood back You liar aight, but he aint got it like that Hell naw, we takin the hood back In the club like its good In the hood and you a rat Click clack mothaf**ka We takin the hood back