The Hood

Ladies and gentlemen (what)
I'd like to welcome you (welcome, welcome, welcome)
To the life and times of Trillville (huh-huh) (Trillville)

Now, I will be your guide on this here journey
Its your boy Lil' Jon checking in
And first up, Im'a let my nigga Dirtymouth holla at you (hun, ayy)

We can take it to the streets nigga if your got beef
'Cause ain't no ho in me Im'a knock out your teeth
While you fake ass nigga keep talking shit
I'm in your damn house with your girl on my dick
I'm the realest motherfucker when it comes to making hits

So shut the fuck up before I bust your in your lip (lip)
The street lights on, so you best to go home
It's getting late for your ass, I shine up the chrome
Aiming at your dome (dome)
Buck shots rang I'm deep off (rang)
In the game when the nigga bide his pain (pain)

Niiga fuck the fame Im'a roll and gets the dough (dough)
My name ain't doughboy so dont be trying me like a hoe
I'm not your average Joe that your see every day (day)

I rob, steal, and kill just to get my ass paid (paid)
I shine like a blade, on the old school (school)
A nigga act a fool if a nigga break a rule, for real, yeah

Dirtymouth spitting at your bitches and niggas (uh, uh)
Expecially talking to you fake niggas out there (fuck your)
Youk now real reconize real (yeah)

And fake niggas always wanna hate an shit (yeah)
You haten niggas we gonna find you (we gonna find you)
We gonna seek you out, ahh
Holla at them Don P

I know for a fact you ain't ready for the streets
You suckers rain on this concrete
You fall to the ground just a splat to my feet
You sound wrong nigga, go home, you can't compete

They try to be elite, they watch TV
They try to imitate, and thats what make them fake

'Cause the hood ain't acting niggas start relaxing
Thinking they can live in this world without packing
Shop at Janet Jackson, niggas still laughing
At how we broke it down, like a motherfucking fraction

Two transaction, and wasn't body asking, until you ran your mouth like a motherfucking faggot

And ain't no variation
Niggas still haten, but I guess I hate too
Because I hate the music they creating, hoes that they saving bands that they maken
Whoever else that like them, so I hate their fan bases, yeah

Your see a nigga like me, I've be all around the motherfucking world
All over the place (all over the place nigga)
All over this bitch
And you notice haten niggas everywhere you motherfucking go (every mother fucking where)

Theres fake nigga everywhere you mother fucking go (every mother fucking where)
But you know what, them fake niggas make the real niggas that much more stronger
Yeah, yeah
Tell them LA

Look, you ain't ready for the streets (street)
And you claim to be hard, but you weak (weak)
A Bad bitch and you sweat at you beat
The only thing you probably touch, was her feet (feet)
You beat your meat

Now, picture me I'm serving
Get your ass up to block, it ain't working
You dont want a trill nigga, you close your curtians
You need to take your ass home, and thats for certian

Gimme the bitch (bitch)
Hard like a dick ready to fuck (hard) (fuck)
You ain't take a shit, we gonna bust a nut (po, po, po, po)

With the steal, some niggas do it for a meal (meal)
If times get hard then you gearin up your grill
For real, the hood man, where a nigga live
And I ain't tripping man 'cause thats all I have to give
Shit, and maybe your nigga is stronger, and I get it
That's the reason what a nigga stay balling

Hey, and ain't no niggas ever gonna stop my paper, never that
Never nigga, you know what I mean?
I'm out here on my motherfucking hustle everyday (yeah)
But I ain't selling dope, but I'm selling these beats and shit

Rhymes and all this bullshit (yeah)
I'm selling this cruck energy drink (yeah)
And I'm selling all kinds of shit, nigga I'm selling CDs, DVDs, whatever you need
And my niggas Trillville, they always gonna get it motherfucking real (real)

Be your man, I be your man, I be your man click
Yeah, yeah
Where you baddest bitch
Real stay real, fake always stay fake (huh)
Never motherfucking hate