The Hood
G-Unit Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Little Tyrone tired of gettin' his ass whipped so he holdin' that gat down
His mama think it's my fault cause he listen to back down
Bobby was a fucking bum he pumpin' crack now
He keeps her fresh chicks white t's and fitted hats now
Uncle rock-a-whiner we wont put the yak down
Eric had a jump shot but he's smoking crack now
The lunatics the lost boys cheap shit is wack now
Country boots shrowden crackers got him on his back now
And Sean runnin' round with his fucking gat now
Up in niggaz cribs sayin' where that money at pound
And Saundra from bk I seen her out in Houston
That bitch travel the world she runnin' round boostin'
And Toya got these bad ass kids they a nuisance
Their baby daddy's never come around they useless
Every now and then I come through on some new shit
Pearly white six and some chrome deuce deuce

I'm so hood, I can't help it
I'm so hood, I can't help it
Love me for being me
'Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am
So love me for being me

I'm so hood, I can't help it
I'm so hood, I can't help it
Love me for being me
'Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am
So love me for being me

Now I'ma six man mama told me god don't like ugly
I fell scraped my face and thought god must don't love me
So Owen every morning before he sell dope
Niggas keep whoopin' that ass cause he sell soap
Charlie be beggin' all the time he stay broke
Flip be down on 109 rollin' up smoke
Chamie he a thief catch a stunt in a stolen car
He that nigga that you call when you crash and need new parts
They say they love me because I rap now but they don't like me
I've been locked up 3 times and they ain't write me
Stevey a punk but fucker said he could get em in quick
Pop shots at you he sure must suck a mean dick
The blocks hot d's jump out on us almost all the time
They watch us from the building but niggaz still be on the grime
Wade used to call the cops and tell them g had a nine
And g put that gun down the seat and said "it wasn't mine"

I'm so hood, I can't help it
I'm so hood, I can't help it
Love me for being me




'Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am
So love me for being me

Overall Meaning

The Hood by G-Unit is a powerful rap song that captures the essence of life in the inner city. The lyrics express the anger and frustration felt by those living in poverty, with the artists using their powerful rhymes to paint vivid pictures of the struggles they face every day. Lloyd Banks raps about how rap has become a central part of his life and how he intends to use his music to make a difference. Tony Yayo raps about his experiences with drugs and how he has been able to turn his life around. 50 Cent's verse is perhaps the strongest of all, as he raps about the pain of being betrayed by those you thought were your friends.


G-Unit's The Hood is a song that speaks directly to the experiences of people living in the inner city. The lyrics are raw and powerful, and the delivery is impeccable. The song is a call to action, urging people to take control of their lives and make a difference in the world. It is a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Expressing agreement and enthusiasm


Little Tyrone tired of gettin' his ass whipped so he holdin' that gat down
Tyrone is tired of being physically beaten up, so he carries a gun to protect himself


His mama think it's my fault cause he listen to back down
Tyrone's mother blames me for his actions because he follows my music


Bobby was a fucking bum he pumpin' crack now
Bobby, who was once lazy and unemployed, is now involved in selling crack cocaine


He keeps her fresh chicks white t's and fitted hats now
Bobby now spends money on fashionable clothing items for women, such as white t-shirts and fitted hats


Uncle rock-a-whiner we wont put the yak down
Uncle, who complains a lot, refuses to stop drinking alcohol (yak)


Eric had a jump shot but he's smoking crack now
Eric, who was once skilled at basketball, is now addicted to crack cocaine


The lunatics the lost boys cheap shit is wack now
The crazy and rebellious individuals, known as the lost boys, are not interested in low-quality or cheap things anymore


Country boots shrowden crackers got him on his back now
People from the countryside who wear boots and act foolishly have caused him trouble or defeated him


And Sean runnin' round with his fucking gat now
Sean is running around with his gun to show power and dominance


Up in niggaz cribs sayin' where that money at pound
Breaking into people's houses and demanding to know where the money is, using aggressive tactics


And Saundra from bk I seen her out in Houston
I saw Saundra, who is from Brooklyn, in Houston


That bitch travel the world she runnin' round boostin'
Saundra travels extensively and engages in theft or shoplifting


And Toya got these bad ass kids they a nuisance
Toya has unruly and misbehaving children who are causing trouble


Their baby daddy's never come around they useless
The fathers of Toya's children never visit or provide support, making them worthless


Every now and then I come through on some new shit
Occasionally, I surprise people with innovative and fresh material


Pearly white six and some chrome deuce deuce
Referring to driving a clean white luxury car with a chrome .22 caliber handgun


Now I'ma six man mama told me god don't like ugly
Now I am a wealthy and successful person, but my mother warned me that God dislikes immoral actions


I fell scraped my face and thought god must don't love me
When I fell and injured my face, I thought that perhaps God doesn't care for me


So Owen every morning before he sell dope
Owen, before he starts selling drugs, performs a morning routine


Niggas keep whoopin' that ass cause he sell soap
People continue to physically assault Owen because they believe he is involved in selling drugs


Charlie be beggin' all the time he stay broke
Charlie, who constantly asks for money, is always in a state of financial struggle


Flip be down on 109 rollin' up smoke
Flip spends his time on 109th street rolling marijuana cigarettes


Chamie he a thief catch a stunt in a stolen car
Chamie, a known thief, engages in reckless behavior by performing stunts in a stolen vehicle


He that nigga that you call when you crash and need new parts
Chamie is the person you contact when you have a car accident and require replacement parts


They say they love me because I rap now but they don't like me
People claim to love my music but actually don't like me as a person


I've been locked up 3 times and they ain't write me
I have been imprisoned three times, and none of my supposed supporters wrote to me during those times


Stevey a punk but fucker said he could get em in quick
Stevey is a coward, but he claimed that he could quickly obtain illegal substances


Pop shots at you he sure must suck a mean dick
If he is shooting at you, it means he is skilled at performing oral sex on men


The blocks hot d's jump out on us almost all the time
The neighborhood is under police surveillance, and officers frequently confront us


They watch us from the building but niggaz still be on the grime
Although the police observe us from nearby buildings, we continue to engage in illegal activities


Wade used to call the cops and tell them g had a nine
Wade used to inform the police that I possessed a 9mm handgun


And g put that gun down the seat and said 'it wasn't mine'
I concealed the gun under the seat and denied ownership when confronted by the police


I'm so hood, I can't help it
I am deeply rooted in the street culture and lifestyle, unable to change


Love me for being me
Accept and appreciate me for who I truly am


'Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am
I cannot alter or restructure my identity and circumstances; I am simply who I am


So love me for being me
Therefore, embrace and love me for my authentic self




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Raymond Grant, Richard Grant, Curtis James Jackson

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