The Hood Comes First

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

If you ain't knew me, you don't know me

You could be a sign I couldn't show me

Your girl thinks I'm a nose so she blows me

Praise the pattern please pardon all that's hard

Overnight we about to get blown like farting

There's lots of thick blonde broads, big strong cores

Tricks on board and lots of quick-tongued frauds

A lot are sitting on my tip like foreskin

Rappin' quicker more often, and bringing 'em more friends or orphans

To a style they of they own, flow they could own, so they creep the clone and get the bone

Since I'm the leader of the jump

They should've called me Captain Kangaroo

If I anger you, here's a finger to

Put it somewhere warm and tight

Leave it in all night, now you don't rhyme or walk right

I hate the way that some bring things

So when I see 'em, I'm 'a up and kick 'em in the ding-ding

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

I'm 'a put 'em in the bomb, just to show 'em they can blow up

Hope the fools show up, I'm 'a brag when I grow up

There's no luck and a quick fast buck when I'm rollin' up with the shim-sham strut

This is the way we roll, we stole

I heard the running man ran now you running out of fans

I jam jam with Mike the Man

To watch your mouth sell hand with heavy ready the expand

We never sell out, the only way we sold out

We sell out, the shows and we yell out "Hooooo"

And if you ain't know

We shaking ankles, elbows, and any dancers on the floor

Hearing there's a horny girl back

Getting back at rap, screaming she's momma the mack

Licking cracks for tracks

There's only one Queen Latifah, that's that

Ya days when I was bitching and the other twenty on your back

Now ya wonder why ya got jacked

'Cause if ya dis one member of the Flavor, the whole Unit's coming back

Remember that, or get trapped

By the pack in black, so hide ya gat

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first

KayGee's cutting spots, headbutt crooked cops

The hood's hot, bustin' props

Couldn't pop the cop with a slingshot

You played post and boast we came to roast

Are we even? If you're still breathing, we ain't even close

I.O.U. Drop the 'O', drop your whole sugar-free flow

You wanna write a diss, you should'a made it so we never know

Now we do, now you're through, the Flavor Crew is after you

To Iron Mike and Slick Rick, slip the Naughty names on the list

And leave room for a ninety-man clique

We saw the Rodney King thing and snapped

We should'a left our homes alone and went to paint the White House black

If radio can't flow 'cause there's no goody-good verse

Tell 'em the hoody-hood comes first