In the Hood
Trae Lyrics


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[Yung Joc]
Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
You know, it took two real niggas to collab
And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
This ya' boy Yung Joc; you know Block Entertainment
And my motherfuckin' nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Hey, Trae, tell em' what you is, nigga

[Trae]
I'm a gangsta' to the end, ridin' for the set
Black Chevrolet wit' the paint still wet
J's on my toes, loc's on my eyes
Crawlin' on fours, every time I slide by
Nothin' less to the truth; I'm the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamond's on my mouth
But I move low key, posted in the trap
Raw wit' the rap to put my hood on the map
I'm a do this shit for H.A.W.K. and his brother named Pat
And my partner named Screw, so I let the trunk crack
What they know about that, hataz betta chill
Plus I'm packin' sumtin' that they classify as steel
Reppin' my block, still doin' my thang
Trunk full of bang, holdin' ABN gang
Screwed up click, I'm a let the world know
Before it's all over, we could make the world slow

[Chorus]
You can find me in my hood, swangin' in the drop
Trunk popped up, now I'm lettin' back the top
Loc's on my face, and my grill so clean
Dirty grand talk, boppers hoppin' on my team
Movin' so slow, bangin' my screw
Movin' so slow, bangin' my screw
Movin' so slow, bangin' my screw
Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do

[Yung Joc]
Talk to 'em
'65 Impala, Chevy SS
The top disappear, see the clear VVS
I guess you know the name, ya even gotta say it
When I say it's goin' down, S-K start sprayin'
Block E-N-T and A-B-N niggas in charge
Errbody muggin', niggas face stiff as starch
I'm a let you pull your card, but watch how quick I pull it
Hey, fuck the semi-auto; my niggas pack fullest
We bullies on the block; the hustle don't stop
It's eat what you kill; that's the model off top
Yeah, it's the A-Town and the H-Town
Tell 'em this the shakedown, lay face down
Me and my nigga Trae gettin' cake now
Splittin' down the middle fifty-fifty, that's the breakdown
Baby, keep yo' face down, and don't talk back
You can find me in the hood, nigga, distributin' packs

[Chorus]

[Trae]
Hop out the block like I'm still hittin' stains
Platinum in the hood, so they tend to know my name
Yellow VS1's got me switchin' up the game
Might hop, flop, top droppin' like the rain
Hos talk down, Trae never get mad
Lyrics so screwed, still checkin' my swag
Got me certified playa since the day of my birth
Grab a couple million, and I can show you what I'm worth
Sittin' so low every time I come down
Trunk just popped, so I'm showin' my surround
84's got me tippin' so low to the ground
Still hittin' licks, movin' off the Greyhound
Watch it for the laws, I ain't fuckin' wit' da time
Gotta getcha wit' my prime, ain't gon' stop my shine
I advise that they let the truth to the throne
If you say I ain't the realest, say, bitch, you dead wrong





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song In The Hood by Trae featuring Yung Joc, is a powerful and confident song about their pride and loyalty to their "hood" and their struggles within it. The lyrics express all elements of life in the hood, the struggle for survival, poverty, violence, and the desire for success that is deep-rooted in the culture. Trae describes himself as a gangster, always ready to ride and rep his set, with his Chevy painted black and fresh with wet paint. He talks about the diamonds on his mouth and J's on his toes, shouting out to H.A.W.K. and Pat, and his partner named Screw, letting his music put his hood on the map.


Yung Joc, on the other hand, comes through with his own story, leading with his '65 Impala, Chevy SS, and boasts about the money and the respect him and his crew have earned. The lyrics are all about representing their community and holding it down, regardless of the multiple roadblocks, challenges, and everyday violence they face. The message is centered on the idea that no matter where they go, they will always find peace in their hood or set, where everyone understands each other's struggle.


Trae's "In The Hood" is a song with a powerful message that expresses the power and pride of the black community within the so-called "hood." The lyrics don't apologize for the flaws and complexities in the hood and life within it but instead frames it as a part of their identity. This song is about keeping it real and not letting others disrespect one's set.


Line by Line Meaning

Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Explaining what it takes to be a real gangsta in the hood.


Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
The song is explaining the traits of a real gangsta.


You know, it took two real niggas to collab
Explaining that it takes two real gangstas to make a hit song about the hood.


And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
Collaborating and making the world understand the hood and the real niggas in it.


I'm a gangsta' to the end, ridin' for the set
Stating that he is a gangsta and will always stand by his hood and represent it.


Black Chevrolet wit' the paint still wet
Describing his vehicle as black and new, still with fresh paint.


J's on my toes, loc's on my eyes
Wearing Jordans on his feet and locs on his eyes to symbolize being a part of the gang culture.


Crawlin' on fours, every time I slide by
Driving his car low and slowly through the hood, representing his hood culture.


Nothin' less to the truth; I'm the streets of the South
Being completely truthful, he represents the streets of the South in this song.


Hos on my swag 'cause the diamond's on my mouth
Women are attracted to him because of his diamond-encrusted teeth that symbolize wealth in the hood.


But I move low key, posted in the trap
Maintaining a low profile, he remains in the drug game, or the 'trap.'


Raw wit' the rap to put my hood on the map
Using his rapping skills to elevate his hood's status and recognition in the mainstream music industry.


I'm a do this shit for H.A.W.K. and his brother named Pat
Dedicating this song to two of his friends who were killed, H.A.W.K. and Pat.


And my partner named Screw, so I let the trunk crack
Honoring his dead friend, Screw, by playing his music for the hood while driving around with his trunk open.


What they know about that, hataz betta chill
People who aren't from the hood or who don't understand its culture should stop talking about it.


Plus I'm packin' sumtin' that they classify as steel
Carrying a gun, which is classified as a weapon made of steel.


Reppin' my block, still doin' my thang
Representing his hood while still doing what he does best.


Trunk full of bang, holdin' ABN gang
The trunk of his car is full of drugs, representing the ABN gang's presence in the hood.


Screwed up click, I'm a let the world know
Representing his music group, Screwed Up Click, which is known for its music being screwed and chopped.


Before it's all over, we could make the world slow
Using music to change the world, making it slow down and appreciate the stories and culture of the hood.


You can find me in my hood, swangin' in the drop
Telling people where he can be found and what he's doing, driving his car in the hood.


Trunk popped up, now I'm lettin' back the top
Opening the trunk of his car and lowering the convertible top so that people can hear his music and appreciate his hood culture.


Loc's on my face, and my grill so clean
Wearing locs on his eyes and having a clean, diamond-encrusted grill that represents his status and signals his gang affiliation.


Dirty grand talk, boppers hoppin' on my team
Talking dirty and attracting women to join his gang and ride with him.


Movin' so slow, bangin' my screw
Driving through the hood slowly with his music, which is screwed and chopped.


Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do
Getting out of his car and greeting people in the hood, asking how they're doing.


'65 Impala, Chevy SS
Describing the model and make of his classic car.


The top disappear, see the clear VVS
Removing the roof of his car to show off the VVS diamonds in his chain or bracelet.


I guess you know the name, ya even gotta say it
Acknowledging that his reputation and status precedes him.


When I say it's goin' down, S-K start sprayin'
When he says that something is happening or about to happen, his gang members start taking action.


Block E-N-T and A-B-N niggas in charge
Acknowledging that his gang and entertainment company, Block E-N-T and A-B-N, are in charge of the hood.


Errbody muggin', niggas face stiff as starch
People are giving him and his gang members angry or threatening looks.


I'm a let you pull your card, but watch how quick I pull it
He will let someone act tough or make a move, but he will react quickly and without hesitation to defend himself.


Hey, fuck the semi-auto; my niggas pack fullest
His gang doesn't use semi-automatic weapons; they have weapons with full magazines.


We bullies on the block; the hustle don't stop
Asserting their dominance in the hood and that they will keep working hard to hustle and earn money.


It's eat what you kill; that's the model off top
Living by the principle that you have to work hard to earn and protect what you have.


Yeah, it's the A-Town and the H-Town
Representing Atlanta (the A-Town) and Houston (the H-Town).


Tell 'em this the shakedown, lay face down
Announcing that they mean business and that anyone who disrespects them should get on the ground and put their face down.


Me and my nigga Trae gettin' cake now
Him and Trae are making money and becoming successful.


Splittin' down the middle fifty-fifty, that's the breakdown
Splitting the money they make from their music and other ventures equally between them.


Baby, keep yo' face down, and don't talk back
Telling women to stay out of their business and not to argue with them.


Hop out the block like I'm still hittin' stains
Getting out of his car as if he's still looking for new opportunities to earn money or conduct illegal activities.


Platinum in the hood, so they tend to know my name
Being well-known and respected in the hood because of his success and wealth.


Yellow VS1's got me switchin' up the game
Wearing yellow VS1 diamonds on his jewelry, which symbolize wealth and success.


Might hop, flop, top droppin' like the rain
Referring to the way his convertible top bounces up and down when he's riding through the rain, and indicating his success and popularity in the hood.


Hos talk down, Trae never get mad
Ignoring or staying cool when women disrespect him because of his success.


Lyrics so screwed, still checkin' my swag
Using the screwed and chopped style of music that he's known for while still showing that he's fashionable and stylish.


Got me certified playa since the day of my birth
Being a certified player or someone who can attract women since he was born into this lifestyle.


Grab a couple million, and I can show you what I'm worth
Proving his true worth by earning millions of dollars.


Sittin' so low every time I come down
Driving his car so low that it almost touches the ground.


Trunk just popped, so I'm showin' my surround
Opening the trunk of his car to show everyone his sound system and the music he's playing.


84's got me tippin' so low to the ground
The 84-inch rims on his car are so large that he has to drive his car really low to the ground.


Still hittin' licks, movin' off the Greyhound
Continuing to commit robberies or similar illegal activities and then leaving town quickly on a Greyhound bus.


Watch it for the laws, I ain't fuckin' wit' da time
Avoiding being caught by the police and not wanting to spend more time in jail.


Gotta getcha wit' my prime, ain't gon' stop my shine
Taking advantage of his prime years and continuing to be successful and wealthy.


I advise that they let the truth to the throne
Encouraging people to speak honestly and tell the truth.


If you say I ain't the realest, say, bitch, you dead wrong
If anyone disagrees with his claim of being a real gangsta and someone who represents the hood, they're wrong.


Chorus - You can find me in my hood...
Reiterating that he can always be found in his hood, driving his car and showing off his success and culture.




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