Hood Love

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

It ain't nothin like (like, like)

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Preme

It ain't nothin like love from the hood (hood)

Ain't no feelin like rollin through knowin you good (good)

'Cause you been keepin it real

When niggaz see you, they salute you (salute you)

Love from the hood

Ain't no feelin like rollin through knowin you good

'Cause you been keepin it true (true)

When niggaz see you, they salute you (salute you)

Royce Da 5'9" give ya I'll verses

Ryan Montgomery is the real person

No makeup, that's why you couldn't touch me up

I remember bein locked up (locked up)

This nigga walked up, tryin to battle (okay)

I went ahead and let 'em finish then I told 'em "do that again I'm a

Fuck you up" (true story)

Now take a journey through a nigga's psyche

The only snitch in my life is the chick tryin to split up me and wifey

You think you like me, I'm aight with that

I don't even call my nigga Budden "Mouse", it sound too much like a rat

So may your steps be just like your stacks (stacks)

High, afraid of death, havin a life attack

It's I, got the soldiers for the coca price

Your poker face on, I'm a turn your channel to the "Poltergeist" (woo)

My out of town niggaz know the business

When you land, I'll come get you, we gon' get it

It ain't nothin like love from the hood

Ain't no feelin like rollin through and knowin you good

'Cause you been keepin it real

When niggaz see you, they salute you (salute you)

It ain't nothin like love from the hood

Ain't no feelin like rollin through and knowin you good

'Cause you been keepin it trill

When niggaz see you, they salute you (salute you)

It ain't nothin like walkin your block

One deep on your city streets nigga, no hawk or no glock

No blades in your mouth or box cutters in socks

'Cause real niggaz show love and bad bitches on your jock

Every corner got a homie you know well

Even if somebody see a deal, then they won't tell (shh)

Your man say he got the goods, so you tryin him out

The ice cream truck roll through, you buyin 'em out

The youngsters helpin out the old folks (hold up), with something hard to do

The kids is playin, nobody beefin and it's a barbeque

And every backyard with the old school jams on

Sweet potato pie courtesy of your grandma (already)

Everybody's home, nobody on the yard

We drinkin and smokin the night away with no regard

Nobody arguin and everything's good

Man it ain't nothin like love from the hood, that's understood

It ain't nothin like love from the hood

Ain't no feelin like comin through knowin you good

'Cause you be keepin it real

When they see you, they salute you (salute you, come on)

It ain't nothin like love from the hood

Ain't no feelin like comin through knowin you good

'Cause you be keepin it G

When they see you, they salute you (salute you, word)