In the Hood
Trae ft. Yung Joc Lyrics

Now see, the definition of a real nigga
Being a real nigga means exactly what we're saying on this song.

Is about it, in this motherfucking song right here
We're giving you the true definition of being a real nigga in this song.

You know, it took two real niggaz to collab
It took two real niggaz to collaborate on making this song.

And make some motherfucking shit happen, man
We made some dope ass shit happen with this song.

It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
It's Yung Joc representing Block Entertainment.

And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Trae is my motherfucking nigga and he's an asshole by nature.

Ay, Trae, tell me what you is nigga
Trae, tell me who you are.

I'm a gangsta to the end, riding for the set
I'm a gangster until the end and I will ride for my set.

Black Chevrolet, with the paint still wet
I'm riding in a new black Chevy with fresh paint.

J's on my toes, locs on my eyes
I'm wearing Jordan sneakers on my feet and Locs sunglasses on my eyes.

Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Every time I slide by, I'm crawling low on all fours.

Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
I always speak the truth on the streets of the South.

Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
My swag attracts women because of the diamonds in my mouth.

But I move low key, posted in the trap
I keep a low profile and stay posted in the trap.

Raw with the rap, to put my hood on the map
I'm raw with my lyricism, and I'm putting my hood on the map.

I'm a do this one for H.A.W.K., and his brother named Pat
This song is for H.A.W.K. and his brother Pat.

And my partna named Screw, so I let the trunk crack
And my partner named Screw, so I let the trunk bump with his music.

What they know about that, haters better chill
Haters better calm down, what do they know about that?

Plus I'm packing something, that they classify steel
I'm carrying a weapon that they classify as steel.

Repping my block, still doing my thang
I'm representing my block and still doing my thing.

Trunk full of bang, holding A.B.N. gang
My trunk is full of drugs and I'm holding it down for the A.B.N. gang.

Screwed up click, I'm a let the world know
I'm representing the Screwed Up Click, and I'm going to let the world know.

Before it's all over, we gon' make the world slow
Before it's all over, we're going to make the world pay attention.

You can find me in the hood, swanging in a drop
You can find me in the hood, driving a drop top car.

Trunk popped up, now I'm letting back the top
My trunk is popped up and I'm letting down the top of my car.

Locs on my face, and my grill so clean
I'm wearing Locs sunglasses on my face and my teeth grill is shining.

Thirty grand talk, boppers hopping on my team
I'm talking about spending thirty grand and boppers are hopping on my team.

Moving so slow, banging my screw
I'm moving slowly while listening to the music of DJ Screw.

Hop out on the block, still hollin' 'what it do'
I hop out of my car on the block and say 'what it do'.

'65 Impala, Chevy SS
I'm driving a 1965 Chevy Impala Super Sport.

The top disappear, see the clear VVS
The top of my car disappears and I'm showing off my clear VVS diamonds.

I guess you know the name, I ain't even gotta say it
You already know who I am, I don't even have to say my name.

When I say it's going down, SK start spraying
When I say things are going down, niggaz will start spraying.

Block E-N-T, and A.B.N. niggaz in charge
Block Entertainment and A.B.N. niggaz are in charge.

Ery'body mugging, nigga face different starch
Everybody is staring, and their faces are stiff with surprise.

I'm a let you pull your card, but watch how quick I pull it
I'll let you test me, but be careful when you do.

Ay fuck a semi-auto, my niggaz pack fullest
Screw the semi-automatic, my niggaz carry bigger guns.

We bullies on the block, the hustle don't stop
We're bullies on the block, our hustle never stops.

It's eat what you kill, that's the motto off top
If you want to be successful, you have to get out there and do the work yourself.

Yeah, it's the A-Town, and the H-Town
Yes, it's Atlanta and Houston.

Tell 'em this the shake down, lay face down
Let them know this is the shake down, and they should lay face down.

Me and my nigga Trae, getting cake now
Me and my nigga Trae are getting paid now.

Split it down the middle, 50-50 that's the break down
We're splitting the money down the middle, that's how it breaks down.

Baby, keep your face down, and don't talk back
Ladies, keep your face down and don't talk back.

My guns go off, when my fists is hard
My guns go off just as quick as my fists when they hit you.

Mobbed up 'cause nigga pistols'll scar
We're mobbed up because our pistols leave scars.

You got your knife on you, homie, that's for twisting cigars
Do you have your knife on you, homie? Because that's for twisting cigars.

I got my knife on me, homie, that's for twisting your guards
I have my knife on me, homie, and that's for twisting your guts.

These niggaz, wanna play you for weak
These niggaz want to play you for being weak.

It's going down, motherfuckers drizzown when they playing it deep
It's going down, motherfuckers will drown once they try to go deep.

I do the damn thang, niggaz talking about it
I do what I do, and niggaz talk about it.

I'm a problem run into it, you ain't walking up out it
I'm a problem, don't try to run into me if you don't want to get hurt.

Sensei'll fade the pack, I get mean
I will defeat my opponents easily, I get mean.

Lean on you with this beam, till you fade to black
I'll shoot you with this gun until you die.

Cuffing broads, cause I mack on chicks
I'm cuffing girls because I'm good at macking on them.

I go hard same nigga hit your hard, put your Lac on bricks
I go hard, the same way a nigga who hits you hard would put your car on bricks.

Niggaz a trip, crock bull give niggaz the clip
These niggaz are tripping, the crooked police will give them a clip.

Slap niggaz in they trap, when they giving me lip
I'll slap niggaz in their trap when they talk back to me.

S.U.C. my nigga, we missing H.A.W.K.
Representing the S.U.C., we miss H.A.W.K.

I'm gon' live through the rest of the click, that's real talk
I'm going to live on through the rest of the click, that's the truth.

Hop out on the block, like I'm still hitting stangs
I hop out of my car on the block as if I'm still driving a Mustang.

Platinum in the hood, so they tend to know my name
I have a lot of status in the hood, so they tend to remember my name.

Yellow VS-1's, got me switching up the game
I'm wearing yellow VS-1 diamonds, and it's changing the game.

Might hop fly, top dropping like the rain
I might be flying high with the top dropping like the rain.

Hoes talk down, Trae never get mad
Girls talk a lot of smack about me but I don't get mad.

Niggaz old school, still jacking my swag'
Older people still want to copy my style.

Y'all concerned about a playa, since the day of my birth
Y'all have been concerned about me since the day I was born.

Grab a couple mill, and I can show you what I'm worth
If I had a couple million dollars, I could show you my worth.

Sitting so low, every time I come down
My car sits so low, every time I come down.

Trunk just popped, so I'm showing my surround
My trunk just popped open, so I'm showing everything that's inside.

84's got me tipping, so low to the ground
My 84's have me leaning so low to the ground.

Still hitting licks, moving off the Greyhound
I'm still committing crimes, traveling off the Greyhound bus.

Watching for the laws, I ain't fucking with the time
I'm watching out for the police, I don't want to mess with them.

Bitch I'm in my prime, ain't no stopping my shine
I'm in the prime of my life, and nothing can stop me from shining.

I advise, that they lead the truth to the throne
I recommend that they bring the truth to the top.

If you say I ain't the realest, say bitch you dead wrong
If you say I'm not the realest, you're wrong.