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Sound Of My Hood

Kriss_Kross
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It's hard for me to sleep Cause in my hood all I ever hear is Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall It's hard for me to sleep Cause in my hood all I ever hear is Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Around my way they love to catch you coming out the mall And you having a gat don't make it harder Cause you still gimme that while you at it gimme them Jordans No gang banging, ain't nothing like that Just some homies on the corner tryna sell a dub sack But if a sell goes wrong then it's on Buck buck til he's gone Buck buck all night long And don't be creeping in your ride by yourself Especially if the ride that you're rolling is real deaf Cause now you gots to give it away, give it away now And it's a shame that you gots to lay down They say that everyone should have no fear But how is that when you're laying In your bed and this is all you hear Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall It's hard for me to sleep Cause in my hood all I ever hear is I hear blam, blam and it ain't gon' change Them homies in the hood gon' do the same old thang I ain't saying that it's wrong and I ain't saying it's right I'm just trying to put you up on how them niggas survive Late nights, don't be pimping on your own Cause if you caught slipping then you gone holmes Brothers like to get you for whatever you got That they ain't got, especially when you kick it in an A spot Getting girls to pay the bills is one occupation And number two is jacking you for your gold daytons So when you're rolling through the hood and you're flossing Keep in mind that they just might toss ya Cause it's a job hunt every single day You might say no way but then they say make my day And you ain't really have to start it, but since you did Let's play a game called hit the moving target Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Blam, blam, blam til dem fall It's hard for me to sleep Cause in my hood all I ever hear is All I ever hear man all I ever is a gunshot Break down dawg to lose your damn ten and Glock What the Glock give me the dawg so let me be upon the spot Let me jump out of the car and me bust two shots Bang, bang, give me boogey number down to the Glock Got man exploding and the clip on the rock Give me the dawg so give me the shook up ya in a blood clot Want a little gunshot give me ring