Lyrics My Hood - Sneakbo , Abra Cadabra

If it's war, then it's war
Back out your gun, don't stall
If it's war, then it's war
Back out your gun, don't stall
I've been lickin' down locks on my way to get the food
When it comes to the beef, yeah mi dun talkin'

Still posted on the block with my bro's and my jewels
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
If I ain't got my tool and my bro got a tool, I'm cool
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
17 to the death, fuck the opps 'til the end, I'm here
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear
Yeah I'm certi in my hood

I come a long from a pushbike
Blacked out hoodie, I'm a hood guy
Gas Gang, I was like Suge Knight
Now I live it up, every month, book flights
I don't wanna be broke so I work hard
Real game, you can tell by my war scars
Oh Lord, thank God that I got far
Couple of my real niggas in the graveyard
Fam I never gave a fuck from a young buck
Ask opps, I was rolling two guns up
Shit's changed, I don't really wanna bust shots
Money got me actin' calm, mans gwopped up
That's right fam, I started with a pound
Then I made a bill
Started on the block, now I'm livin' in the hills
Started on pushbikes now it's chrome wheels
Fam I started from the bottom, I was really in the field

Still posted on the block with my bro's and my jewels
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
If I ain't got my tool and my bro got a tool, I'm cool
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
1-7 to the death, fuck the opps 'til the end, I'm here
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear
Yeah I'm certi in my hood

Still up in my hood, my bro say it ain't healthy
Nigga I ain't rich, I ain't wealthy
Even if I was rich, this the hood that birthed me
Course leavin' all this behind would burn me
Sometimes I do love the action
Push my bloodclart ramz in a pagan actin'
Movies, doors gettin' slapped in
Rob mans cousins and uncles, they know that I planned it

If it's war, then it's war
Back out your gun, don't stall
I've been lickin' down locks on my way to get the food
When it comes to the beef, yeah mi dun talkin'
Boy raised on the North side
Yeah you need to hit them niggas with a clothesline
My bros got my back and I hold mine
Yeah I'm certi in my hood

Still posted on the block with my bro's and my jewels
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
If I ain't got my tool and my bro got a tool, I'm cool
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
1-7 to the death, fuck the opps 'til the end, I'm here
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear
Yeah I'm certi in my hood

Send a message to these pricks, I'm comin'
Keep runnin', don't lack
Ai Sneaks, touch a button
Abz comin' niggas better start running
Used to run up in the trap, like "Boss gimme suttin'!"
Gimme suttin' are you buzzing on the tucking
I remember them days, now we're shelling down shows
I remember them days, I was broke
I remember them days for my Gs, Free Smoke!

Still posted on the block with my bro's and my jewels
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
If I ain't got my tool and my bro got a tool, I'm cool
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
1-7 to the death, fuck the opps 'til the end, I'm here
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
Still posted on the block with my bro's and my jewels
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
If I ain't got my tool and my bro got a tool, I'm cool
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
1-7 to the death, fuck the opps 'til the end, I'm here
Yeah I'm certi in my hood
I could never be a gem, I been around from then, I swear
Yeah I'm certi in my hood