In My Hood Lyrics by South Park Mexican

[verse 1:]

One Two Buckle That Fool,

He's Fucking With Me, If He's Fucking With You

Hillwood To My Bones, To My Chromozomes

Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone

Push A Pencil Like A Stone On A Saturday Night

I Choke A Hoe From My Tow Like Im Grabbing The Mic

They Bought Me A Used Dirt Bike

A Year Later It Was Used To Serve White

Ghetto Bird On Top Of Us,punk Ass Officers

Mad Cause My Closet Full Of Guns & Nauticas

Rocking Up Duckies,for Fiends And Jumbies

Got More Cheese Than Chuckies,and Get My Weed From Uglies

I'ts All Lovely,just Bought A Pitbull Puppy

That's Guaranteed To Make Me A Shit Full Of Money

Man I Just Couldn't Study,in School I Was Nervous

So I Left I Cant Even Write In Cursive.



[chorus:]

What Do You See In My Hood, I See Gangstas Everywhere Everry Wherrre [x2]



[verse 2:]

And Im Going Live,liver Than The Rest,

I Told My Mom While Im Lock Take It As A Test

Up In Garza West Smokin On A Skinny Square

Three More And I Believe I Can Get Me There

Ill Be Home Soon I Promise That,

I Be Trippin Cause Now They Say My Daughter Rap

7 Years Old (im 8 Now Dad),they Say She Real Cold,

She My Muthafuckin Life For Real Dow

Lord Knows That He Got Me Here For A Reason,

What It Is I Dont Know But Yo Boy Breathin,

They Dint Kill Me So Now Them Hoes Gotta Feel Me,

I Been Slangin Since I Got Kicked Out Of Milby

Last Ten Years Been A Cold Jungle,

In The Streets Sellin Dope To My Own Uncle

Born Thug They Gon Hate Me Till Im Bagged Up,

Im My Casket Ill Probally Still Be Handcuffed.



[chrorus X1]



[verse 3:]

I Come From The Slums,southside Houston,

Changed To Screwston,the Day Screwed Moved On

And I Miss Em,wish I Could Hug And Kiss Em,

He Was Asking For Help But No One Would Listen

Reminisim Acting Like A Fool At Roxy,

Jealouse Niggaz Looking But Refuse To Box Me

I Dont Blame Em Dow,i Would Jump On Stage And Flow,

And Holla Fuck The Police And The Radio

They Cant Stop Me,but Certainly Them Hoes Can Try,

I Started Dope House Back When I Was Smoking Fry

In The Penn I Just Wish I Had One Made,

I Swear To God These Hoes Hate To See Us Paid

Just Made Mix-bread With Roastbeef

Got My Boy Pullin Meat Out His Gold Teeth

On The Mic I Destroy Any Earthaleen,

My New Song Called Pussy Meat In Burger King.



[chorus X2]




[thanks To Emir Arteaga For These Lyrics]