Lyrics Real Hip Hop - Jadakiss
Swizz
Beatz
the
monsta
Real
music
(real
music)
let's
go
The
hood's
hot!
(uh-huh,
yeah)
The
hood's
hot!
(clap)
The
hood's
hot!
(oh,
yeah)
The
hood's
hot
(yeah,
yeah)
(One:
Jadakiss)
Yo
when
I
squirt
the
chrome
the
funeral
home
Gon'
double
they
money
this
year
off
my
work
alone
So
cool
with
it,
yet
and
still
I'm
old
school
with
it
Nobody
gotta
know
who
did
it
Two-thirds
of
the
L.O.,
where
the
X
at?
Hoodie
under
the
suit
jacket,
double-breast
that
I'm
in
the
hood
like
scratch-offs,
get
them
packs
off
Lame
niggaz
cuffin
them
whack
whores
Use
of
the
pick
goin
back
door,
no
more
for
the
fake
Just
stand
there
and
I'ma
dish
it
back
off
Might
lay
it
up,
might
not
Niggaz
don't
be
in
the
wrong
place
cause
it's
me
in
the
right
spot
I'm
quite
hot,
y'all
niggaz
is
quite
pop
The
record
don't
sell
then
I
still
got
light
rocks
Like
wearin
Timbs
with
Nike
socks
And
the
lil'
bit
of
money
I
did
make
I
put
it
in
light
stocks
(Swizz
Beatz)
Yeah,
how
y'all
doin
out
there
(Jada
whattup
nigga?)
How
y'all
doin
out
there?
(It's
your
boy
Sheek
Louch
nigga)
The
hood's
hot!
(Thanks
for
invitin
me
on
this
track)
The
hood's
hot!
(Two:
Sheek
Louch)
Yo
if
my
flow
too
tight,
put
the
pressure
on
Watch
the
juice
come
out
like
I'm
squeezin
a
Sprite
Make
big
deals,
get
out
on
big
bails
Shit,
your
career
about
as
short
as
Amil's
(ha
ha)
Shit
on
niggaz
like
I
had
two
tails
(damn)
With
enough
bars
to
open
four
jails
If
you
don't
know
nigga,
ask
Madden
How
I
play
with
the
hammer,
in
Manhattan
Shank
up
(yeah)
niggaz
leak
enough
blood
To
fill
a
motherf**kin
H-2
tank
up
Getcha
bank
up
(yeah)
who
you
rank
up
Get
off
his
dick
and
get
you
a
brick
(woo!)
We
done
seen
every
John
Woo
flick
So
act
like
The
Killer
instead
of
some
chick
(bitch)
F**k
a
pimp
cup,
get
a
plastic
one
(no
doubt)
Put
some
'gnac
in
that
shit
and
go
and
get
it
done
(Swizz
Beatz)
How
y'all
doin
out
there?
(You
know
what
they
want
right)
How
y'all
doin
out
there?
(They
want
that
gangsta
shit
from
us
daddy)
The
hood's
hot!
(So
let
that
shit
hit
you)
The
hood's
hot!
(Three:
Sheek)
Me
and
'Kiss
hot
like
lava
(no
doubt)
We
got
sons
in
the
game
and
we
don't
need
Maury
to
know
who
the
father
If
we
don't
know
you,
your
bars
ain't
big
enough
(nah)
You
need
a
gimmick,
go
run
around
the
block
with
Puff
Get
a
Black
Phone,
rent
some
of
Jigga's
stuff
I'm
like
T-Dub,
you
wanna
be
dubbed
(no
doubt)
I
was
there
when
a
lil'
nigga
re'd
up
You
ain't
Willie,
you
just
act
G'd
up
(Jadakiss)
Yeah,
uh,
yo
I
branched
out,
so
you
can
get
the
deez
In
the
glass
seam
bags
you
can
pull
the
stamps
out
Nigga
the
champ's
out,
we
don't
rock
loud
colors
We
pop
loud
guns
nigga
to
stand
out
You
know
what
it
is
kid,
your
man
got
the
money
in
his
crib
Then
we
gon'
go
in
your
man's
house
Double
R
D-Block
nigga
the
camp's
out
Can't
forget
about
Swizz,
he
blowin
the
amps
out,
what?
(Swizz
Beatz)
How
y'all
doin
out
there?
How
y'all
doin
out
there?
The
hood's
hot!
The
hood's
hot!
1 Intro
2 Shine
3 Bring You Down
4 Why
5 U Make Me Wanna
6 U Make Me Wanna
7 Hot Skit
8 Hot Sauce To Go
9 Real Hip Hop
10 Shoot Outs
11 Shoot Outs
12 Still Feel Me
13 By Your Side
14 Gettin' It In
15 Air It Out
16 Welcome to D-Block
17 Welcome To D-Block
18 Kiss Of Death
19 I'm Goin Back
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