Yeah n***a the hood is f**ked up right now

You niggaz got shit all crossed-up

Niggaz got the game real twisted right now

You niggaz is really hustlin' wrong

You niggaz got your grind wrong mayne

I gotta watch you hoe-ass niggaz

It's time for the teacher

To sit back in the front of the class n***a

Right over the blackboard

And teach you hoe-ass niggaz the rules n***a

Cause ain't nobody showin you niggaz

How to get money the right way

If you gon' get money b***h

Cause you gon' f**k everybody money up on the real

Now all my hustlers grinders and ballers open up your mind

A lot of niggaz hustlin' backwards need to press rewind

There's some niggaz playin' dirty pool bad Cali bandits

They crossin' up the Trill and man ya boy just can't stand it

Motherf**kers need to be reprimanded and straight jacked

These boys is givin' the wrong niggaz out here respect

Break ya neck to f**k wit a n***a that compromise yo hood

Yo doin' shit you know it cool until the good

Got kids movin' work hustlin' by the school

Using youngsters they hits states this whole shit on the cool

Matter fact f**k the cool you niggaz need to hear me

Breakin' bread with certified snitches don't come near me

You niggaz givin' these canaries all these passes

F**k gettin' dough wit a snitch get in they asses

I'm teachin' classes dope slangin one o one

These hoe-ass niggaz don't want none of Bun

I'm takin' the hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back

Off with his head we takin' the hood back

Damn I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat

Now you're home somethin' wrong we takin' the hood back

You liar aight but he ain't got it like that

Hell naw we takin' the hood back

We in the club like it's good in the hood and you a rat

Click clack motherf**ker we takin' the hood back

I'm a G hell yeah I don't bull

Got yo b***h lookin' mad while them Fingaz so full

I drank hard while you niggaz drank Bull

But the boy like Diddy fed Bam got pulled

And I was taught to hold my own

Picture spider lock ya down brother burna zone n***a

Hell yeah I'm bout dat shirt slacks all black

Come through sunny side and leave yo' house flat

Yeah I grind for the paper f**k small towns go major

F**k a cell phones goin' pagers

It's young low Frazier shoot good with no lasers

And every shot hit I don't throw no grazer

Some killa talk n***a and real talk n***a

Middlefingaz' a ridah whoever killed off n***a

And I put that on Pat Screw and Steve

Young low b***h I clap you and leave hoe

We takin' the hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back

Off with his head we takin' the hood back

Damn I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat

Now you're home somethin' wrong we takin' the hood back

You liar aight but he ain't got it like that

Hell naw we takin' the hood back

We in the club like it's good in the hood and you a rat

Click clack motherf**ker we takin' the hood back

A thousand-eight grams enough to get yo ass right

You smart wit it get caught wit it enough to get yo ass life

From out here in these trenches

Ain't no f**kn' love or second chance

Small-time offender lose yo ass you get enhanced

Speak not keep yo' mouth shut investigate the whole place

Make 'em think it's cool follow that n***a round the whole day

The game ain't the same at all changed for the worst

n***a got the less time cause he came wit it first

See I disperse to dope the most convicted felon strictly G's

No more Glock shit rock shit strictly ki s

I gets my paper I was taught by older niggaz

Cold blooded killas dope dealers Sodom niggaz

I'm alert I'm aware I'm focused I'm on top of shit

I show you how to stop that b***h

Get ig'nant wit this choppa b***h

Tomorrow ain't promised snitch today die tonight

We know your spot me and my niggaz gon' ride tonight

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back

Off with his head we takin' the hood back

Damn I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat

Now you're home somethin' wrong we takin' the hood back

You liar aight but he ain't got it like that

Hell naw we takin' the hood back

We in the club like it's good in the hood and you a rat

Click clack motherf**ker we takin' the hood back

I'm takin' back the streets thang on the see

On parole but I'm cold wit the heat

Candy coated rock baller twenty-chop crawler

Bitches tryna steal my d**k I ain't bout to call her

There's a lotta niggaz rappin' playin' games

I don't see none of the shit that you name

Where the car at Where the bread at

Where the girl you say that got that 'Five head' at

Where the rocks at Where the glocks at

In yo' mind and on the mic the only place it's at

That's my lifestyle you rappin' 'bout

I'm havin' everythin you p***y niggaz yappin' 'bout

When you see some cocaine

You say you got it n***a bring me ten thangs

He gotta call his connect and shit

And he ain't got you co-na-vict n***a I'm takin' my hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back

Off with his head we takin' the hood back

Damn I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat

Now you're home somethin' wrong we takin' the hood back

You liar aight but he ain't got it like that

Hell naw we takin' the hood back

We in the club like it's good in the hood and you a rat

Click clack motherf**ker we takin' the hood back