Lyrics Hood Love - Joell Ortiz , Bun B , Royce da 5'9"
It
ain′t
nothing
like
love
from
the
hood
Ain't
no
feeling
like
rolling
through
knowing
you
good
Cause
you
been
keeping
it
real
When
niggas
see
you,
they
salute
you
Love
from
the
hood
Ain′t
no
feeling
like
rolling
through
knowing
you
good
Cause
you
been
keeping
it
true
When
niggas
see
you,
they
salute
Royce
da
5'9"
give
ya
ill
verses
Ryan
Montgomery
is
the
real
person
No
makeup,
that's
why
you
couldn′t
touch
me
up
I
remember
being
locked
up
This
nigga
walked
up,
tryna
battle,
I
went
ahead
and
let
′em
finish
Then
I
told
'em,
"Do
that
again,
I′mma
fuck
you
up"
Now
take
a
journey
through
a
nigga's
psyche
The
only
snitch
in
my
life
is
the
chick
tryna
split
up
me
and
wifey
You
think
you
like
me,
I′m
aight
with
that
I
don't
even
call
my
nigga
Budden
"Mouse",
it
sound
too
much
like
a
rat
So
may
your
steps
be
just
like
your
stacks
High,
afraid
of
death,
having
a
life
attack
It′s
I,
got
the
soldiers
for
the
coca
price
Your
poker
face
on,
I'm
a
turn
your
channel
to
the
Poltergeist
My
outta
town
niggas
know
the
business
When
you
land,
I'll
come
get
you,
we
gon′
get
it
It
ain′t
nothing
like
love
from
the
hood
Ain't
no
feeling
like
rolling
through
and
knowing
you
good
Cause
you
been
keeping
it
trill
When
niggas
see
you,
they
salute
you
It
ain′t
nothing
like
walking
your
block
One
deep
on
your
city
streets
nigga,
no
hawk
or
no
Glock
No
blades
in
your
mouth
or
box
cutters
in
socks
Cause
real
niggas
show
love
and
bad
bitches
on
your
jock
Every
corner
got
a
homie
you
know
well
Even
if
somebody
see
a
deal,
then
they
won't
tell
Your
man
say
he
got
the
goods,
so
you
trying
him
out
The
ice
cream
truck
roll
through,
you
buying
′em
out
The
youngstas
helping
out
the
old
folks,
with
something
hard
to
do
The
kids
is
playing,
nobody
beefing
and
it's
a
barbeque
And
every
backyard
with
the
old
school
jams
on
Sweet
potato
pie
courtesy
of
your
grandma
Already,
everybody′s
home,
nobody
on
the
yard
We
drinking
and
smoking
the
night
away
with
no
regard
Nobody
arguing
and
everything's
good
Man
it
ain't
nothing
like
love
from
the
hood,
that′s
understood
Come
on,
it
ain′t
nothing
like
love
from
the
hood
Ain't
no
feeling
like
coming
through
knowing
you
good
Cause
you
be
keeping
it
G
When
they
see
you,
they
salute
you
Word,
it
ain′t
nothing
like,
what
I
do
every
other
night
Pick
up
the
liquor,
send
the
fiends
to
go
get
the
cups
and
ice
Sit
on
that
project
bench
and
have
some
of
the
funnest
nice
We
spend
that
wrong
doing
making
money
the
summer
right
The
smell
of
somebody
barbeque
got
my
stomach
hype
'Tata
salad,
rice
and
some
chicken,
a
little
something
light
A
beast
with
the
cards,
they
always
ask
me
to
shuffle
twice
Swear
that
I
be
cheating,
I′m
just
fucking
nice,
cut
that
Rug
rat,
niggas
that
robbed,
never
tried
your
boy
Only
just
me,
no
security
that
I
employ
I
never
need
to
wear
iron
toy,
I
ain't
naive
I
just
hang
with
some
killers
and
I′m
their
pride
and
joy
But
nah,
ain't
about
that
right
now
It's
about
the
jokes,
weed
smoke
and
the
cat
fights,
meow
It′s
about
them
New
Year′s
on
the
roof,
with
your
gat
like
bloaw
Outside
the
booth
I'm
the
truth,
give
me
dap
like
"Yaowa"
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