Hood Pride lyrics

[Intro: N.O.R.E]
Yo! we done feelin' sh*t
They got us smellin' like flowers
Real hahahaha...
YEAH! they thought CNN was over
T.O.N.Y
We still here

[Hook: Faith Evans]
Now you can tell by the way I run these streets
That I'm so proud to represent my hood
You can tell by the way I rock this beat
That I'm so proud to represent my hood
Second my people gettin' my chedda
I'm so proud to represent my hood
'Cause I'm a go-getter, my hood made me better
I'm so proud to represent my hood, yeah

[Part 1: N.O.R.E]
I tell my real n*ggas stand up, they cut their hands
While they cuttin' the grams up, it don't hurt n*gga man up
See I'm a hustler a scrambler a gambler
Your chick got a place then you should handle her
Marc jacobs shade Greygoose Jesus
North of the rocket polo shirt collar with it
I'm a scholar with it make dollars with it
Yeah shinobi sword and you should know me lord
Cut the head off a snake the body don't exist
Cut the grass the snake show, blow like fuego
Caught him at the race show
Quarter for the weight though
Yeah and then he did what I say so
I used to only take dough, know i only make dough
Hood pride, I walk with a ratchet
Anybody killa cuz' anybody can have it
Jesus piece hang of my neck so don't grab it
Clip 4 out of the tech, I re-attach it
Bulletproof fabric, hand to hand magic
Peace god, I can't settle for average
My tactics bag of actives, far from savage
[Hook: Faith Evans]
Now you can tell by the way I run these streets
That I'm so proud to represent my hood
You can tell by the way I rock this beat
That I'm so proud to represent my hood, yeah
Second my people gettin my chedda
I'm so proud to represent my hood
'Cause I'm a go-getter, my hood made me better
I'm so proud to represent my hood, yeah

[Part 2: Capone]
Drug money and slum, got n*ggas sellin' buzz downs
Same dude with the 5 is on the bus now
Tryna get it transfer for 2 more rides
I'm the goon that killed your mom for a Q45
Why n*ggas keep asking the question
They got the answer to 'em
The bullets do the same thing to you that the cancer do
I never bring death to n*gga until he cross me
Never take n*gga too serious when he's saucy
In the branch when I'll die they'll build me a mausoleum
And I'll stay with the culture culture and blast for my freedom
We livin' lawless flawless diamonds
Pockets fat as Rick Ross's, haters move cautious
Nicotin flow they addicted and get nauseous
22 spendin' on a Panamera Porsches
You can say the rockers is for the young and the restless
This is for the coke cowboys get your guns and your vestes
Don't make me send it shooting just to relay the message
Like the neighborhood fruit stand I can't be the freshest
Ever since a lil young and I was taught to move grams
A predacious chef cooking with two tins
Got a mean money fetish, I'm addicted to cake
I like to count 'fore I sleep, count more when I wake
[Hook: Faith Evans]
Now you can tell by the way I run these streets
That I'm so proud to represent my hood
You can tell by the way I rock this beat
That I'm so proud to represent my hood, yeah
Second my people gettin' my chedda
I'm so proud to represent my hood
'Cause I'm a go-getter, my hood made me better
I'm so proud to represent my hood, yeah