Songs Title ： real hip hop
Swizz Beatz the monsta
Real music （ real music ） let's go
The hood's hot （ uh-huh yeah ） The hood's hot （ clap ）
The hood's hot （ oh yeah ） The hood's hot （ yeah yeah ）
Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home
Gon' double they money this year off my work alone
So cool with it yet and still I'm old school with it
Nobody gotta know who did it
Two-thirds of the L O where the X at
Hoodie under the suit jacket double-breast that
I'm in the hood like scratch-offs get them packs off
Lame niggaz cuffin them whack whores
Use of the pick goin back door no more for the fake
Just stand there and I'ma dish it back off
Might lay it up might not
Niggaz don't be in the wrong place cause it's me in the right spot
I'm quite hot y'all niggaz is quite pop
The record don't sell then I still got light rocks
Like wearin Timbs with Nike socks
And the lil' bit of money I did make I put it in light stocks
Yeah how y'all doin out there （ Jada whattup n***a ）
How y'all doin out there （ It's your boy Sheek Louch n***a ）
The hood's hot （ Thanks for invitin me on this track ）
The hood's hot
Yo if my flow too tight put the pressure on
Watch the juice come out like I'm squeezin a Sprite
Make big deals get out on big bails
Shit your career about as short as Amil's （ ha ha ）
Shit on niggaz like I had two tails （ damn ）
With enough bars to open four jails
If you don't know n***a ask Madden
How I play with the hammer in Manhattan
Shank up （ yeah ） niggaz leak enough blood
To fill a motherf**kin H-2 tank up
Getcha bank up （ yeah ） who you rank up
Get off his d**k and get you a brick （ woo ）
We done seen every John Woo flick
So act like The Killer instead of some chick （ b***h ）
F**k a pimp cup get a plastic one （ no doubt ）
Put some 'gnac in that shit and go and get it done
How y'all doin out there （ You know what they want right ）
How y'all doin out there （ They want that gangsta shit from us daddy ）
The hood's hot （ So let that shit hit you ）
The hood's hot
Me and 'Kiss hot like lava （ no doubt ）
We got sons in the game and we don't need Maury to know who the father
If we don't know you your bars ain't big enough （ nah ）
You need a gimmick go run around the block with Puff
Get a Black Phone rent some of Jigga's stuff
I'm like T-Dub you wanna be dubbed （ no doubt ）
I was there when a lil' n***a re'd up
You ain't Willie you just act G'd up
Yeah uh yo
I branched out so you can get the deez
In the glass seam bags you can pull the stamps out
n***a the champ's out we don't rock loud colors
We pop loud guns n***a to stand out
You know what it is kid your man got the money in his crib
Then we gon' go in your man's house
Double R D-Block n***a the camp's out
Can't forget about Swizz he blowin the amps out what
How y'all doin out there
How y'all doin out there
The hood's hot
The hood's hot
