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b cyde - in my hood lyrics

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swear to god, detroit niggas is colder in the summer
they’ll f-ck around and put 20 rounds inside yo hummer
and they don’t give a f-ck if yo baby momma up in it
you got a bright future? leave before they dim it
dudes is quite demented. they’ll let off the gauge
don’t matter the age
you’ll make the front page
and half of my city is burning with aids
cause everybody wanna be trife
we in the dark days, nobody really values life
paranoia lurks around every corner
i warn ya, don’t f-ck around or else you’ll be a goner
i know some folks who cope with rhymes
and dimes
and some got shiny nines
in case they gotta blow a nigga mind
so if you come around, you better keep yoself in check
cause if you show some disrespect
they gon be aiming at yo neck
and you’ll be just another victim of the cold
just another soul who won’t know what the future holds. forreal

it don’t matter how big you is. you better chill
(or else yo -ss will never make it up outta here)
if you don’t want ya momma sheddin tears, you better chill
(or else yo -ss will never make it up outta here)
city full of dogs so you better watch yo rear
(or else yo -ss will never make it up outta here)
better watch yo mouth cause if the wrong one overhears
(then yo -ss will never make it up outta here)

when i was 15, niggas came up on the block
shooting ak’s, made the block sound like iraq
nobody got popped, but since then i had to feel
that every little step i took could get my black -ss k!lled
niggas love plotting on downfalls here
listen to the air, and you’ll hear a million tears
shed by all the mothers for the sons throughout the years
all because the sons hung around the wrong peers
they say detroit city is making a turnaround
but don’t you get it twisted, bro
that’s only downtown
i dream about owning a house with picket fence
with a dog and some kids and a wife that’s heaven sent
but then i wake up to r.i.ps on my newsfeed
and the only way i can cope is by smoking weed
but even mary jane couldn’t soothe my soul
i’m scared that i’ll be trapped inside this f-ckin hellhole



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