Back-N-The-Hood
Oh
yeah
Like
this
Like
this
And
I want to go back
I’ve
got my top down
As
I found and clown
While
I’m dipping on the 905
Crenshaw’s
my exit
I’ll
test it baby ? so I can make a right
As
I slide up this loss and I’m flossing
Knowing
anytime I could be tossing
A
proper fly cutie from the Crenshaw Click
The
homies says she’s a trick
But
I don’t love em ??
Ain’t
nobody trippin
Ain’t
no cops killing
They
don’t think I’m slippin
Because
I’m still healin
I
got something nice and chrome for you
If
you want to do the things your not supposed to do
But
if you kick it
Everything
is all good
And
I want to go back
I’m
Back-N-The-Hood
Just
take me to the place
Where I can get my home
And
I want to go back
And
if you watch your back
Then
maybe you can come along
And
I want to go back
Some
people call it the ghetto
But
I call it home
And
I want to go back
But
I can never stay gone for too long
And
I want to go back
This
track is really bumping
Sounds
like something from Long Beach and Compton
(Long
Beach and Compton)
Put
together by a four pack of G
Ain’t
no need to tweak
Because
it gets none of these
From
the eastside I drive
And
round i ride
From
back side to side
Oh
it’s just so fly
This
ain’t no ?
It’s
nothing but a funky explanation
Of the city I’m from
Ain’t
nobody trippin
Ain’t
no cops killing
They
don’t think I’m slippin
Because
I’m still healin
I
got something nice and chrome for you
If
you want to do the things your not supposed to do
But
if you kick it
Everything
is all good
And
I want to go back
I’m
Back-N-The-Hood
Just
take me to the place
Where I can get my home
And
if you watch your back
Then
maybe you can come along
And
I want to go back
Some
people call it the ghetto
But
I call it home
And
I want to go back
And
I won’t be gone for long
And
I want to go back
Now
brother may I?
Yes
you may
Yeah
I think I should
Especially
when it’s really all good in the hood
Now
rolling with the COA click
I
know you just wish, that you can kick it
Like
this
But
hold up
I
know you want to know who’s running the show
Cos
you know that I know and I know that you know
That
the flava’s all good
We
kicking and I want to go back
Ain’t
nobody trippin
Ain’t
no cops killing
They
don’t think I’m slippin
Because
I’m still healin
I
got something nice and chrome for you
If
you want to do the things your not supposed to do
But
if you kick it
Everything
is all good
And
I want to go back
I’m
Back-N-The-Hood
Just
take me to the place
Where I can get my home
And
if you watch your back
Then
maybe you can come along
And
I want to go back
Some
people call it the ghetto
But
I call it home
And
I want to go back
But
I can never stay gone
And
I want to go back
Just
take me to the place
Where I can get my home
And
if you watch your back
Then
maybe you can come along
And
I want to go back
Some
people call it the ghetto
But
I call it home
And
I want to go back
My
home, my home, home
And
I want to go back
Back
in my hood