Hood's Diary
Twin Gambino Lyrics


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[Intro:]
Yeah man... Twin Gambino man...
This gutter, part four, hard shit man
We here to let y'all know, this shit is real
Yeah... whut? !

[Verse 1:]
Time to take it, but we are gettin ready for the end
Always stay with my heat, never trust a friend
Then stab you in your back and smile up in ya face
I'm like Bin Laden, nigga that's hard to trace
Plus a race, what do you know I'm all up in ya face
Grim Team droppin bombs, vest in the place
What up, when you see Big Twin you better get up
And salute, cause I'm the top dog in my crew
Plus I'm gifted, young as fuck with two biscuits
I need like, thirty blunts to keep me lifted
We live by the minute, the flashy cars we get it
But what's kinda worse, I'm fuckin a fat chidick
Ya best to believe, she playin with major figures
Gambino, Grimey One, know I'm that nigga
Hard like DMX and smooth like Jigga
Thug from QB, you know I'm that nigga

[Hook:]
[Nas:] "Twin Gambino"
"is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"
"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

[Verse 2:]
You think shit sweet, talkin like you got heat
Until I bust you in ya face with this Old E (BLAOW!)
This O.G., tryna tell me to slow down
Before I go down, shit I can't see that
I'm goin all out, trigger til I fall out
Blue steel on my hip, that's how I roll out
I never worry 'bout, me gettin aired out
Twin don't care about, what you done did kid
I'm in Queensbridge, rollin with them gangstas kid
You tryna front, and watch you get splashed kid
You never heard about shit like that
Pumped crack all my life, and I might go back
Only one thing savin me, this shit called rap
I can't go back to jail, it ain't for me
And I'll prolly get shot down, by the police
Then I'm tryna take 'em out, with the big heat

[Hook:]
[Nas:] "Twin Gambino"
"Is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"
"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"
"Forever standin my ground"... "Queensbridge"
"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

[Verse 3:]
It ain't a game on this side, I seen people die
Babies havin babies, and that's no lie
My third eye, keep me to stay on my toes
And my pops always tell me keep my enemies close
Four one seventy-seven, day I was born
And my moms couldn't believe, it was two little boys
It was Jamaica Hospital, first place I seen
But I never thought I'd be writin rhymes up in the bing
For servin a fiend, just tryna make a little cream
So I can get the new Jordans, like my whole team
My dreams, were shattered cause my brother is gone
Had to wake up, realize: life goes on

[Hook:]
[Nas:] "Twin Gambino"
"Is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"
"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"




"Forever standin my ground, I'm holdin it"... "Queensbridge"
"If you want the problems"... "Grim Team"

Overall Meaning

The song Hood's Diary by Twin Gambino is a raw and introspective take on life in the projects of Queensbridge. The lyrics speak to the harsh realities of life on the streets, with Twin Gambino painting a vivid picture of violence, betrayal, and the struggle to survive. In the first verse, Twin Gambino describes his daily routine of carrying a gun and never trusting anyone, as he knows that anyone could be out to betray him. He likens himself to Bin Laden, hard to trace and always ready to strike. He speaks to the constant danger and the need to always be ready for a fight.


In the second verse, Twin Gambino talks about the harsh reality of what it takes to survive in Queensbridge. He talks about how he pumps crack to make a living and how that might be his only option if he's ever released from jail. He speaks to the constant threat of violence, both from others in the game and from the police. He talks about how his dreams were shattered when his brother died, but how he's continued to hold his ground and survive. Overall, Hood's Diary is a powerful meditation on the tough realities of life in the projects.


Line by Line Meaning

Time to take it, but we are gettin ready for the end
We're preparing for the worst, but we're not afraid to take action


Always stay with my heat, never trust a friend
I carry a gun at all times and don't trust anyone, including my friends


Then stab you in your back and smile up in ya face
I'll betray you without hesitation and pretend to be your friend while doing it


I'm like Bin Laden, nigga that's hard to trace
I'm elusive and difficult to catch, like Osama Bin Laden


Plus a race, what do you know I'm all up in ya face
I don't shy away from confrontation, regardless of race


Grim Team droppin bombs, vest in the place
My crew is causing chaos and we're all wearing bulletproof vests


But what's kinda worse, I'm fuckin a fat chidick
I'm engaging in sexual activities with a larger woman, which society deems as undesirable


Ya best to believe, she playin with major figures
Despite her appearance, the woman I'm sleeping with is connected to powerful people


You think shit sweet, talkin like you got heat
You're underestimating me and acting tough, but you don't actually have guns


Before I go down, shit I can't see that
I'm not going to back down or surrender, no matter how dire the situation gets


I'm goin all out, trigger til I fall out
I'm willing to use my gun until I'm either successful or dead


Twin don't care about, what you done did kid
I don't care about your past behavior or criminal activities


Pumped crack all my life, and I might go back
I used to sell drugs and I'm considering going back to it


Only one thing savin me, this shit called rap
I'm now making a living as a rapper and it's keeping me out of the drug game


It ain't a game on this side, I seen people die
Life is tough and dangerous in my neighborhood, with a lot of violence and death


Babies havin babies, and that's no lie
Teenage pregnancy is a major issue in my community


My third eye, keep me to stay on my toes
My intuition keeps me alert and aware of my surroundings


Four one seventy-seven, day I was born
I was born on April 17, 1977


It was Jamaica Hospital, first place I seen
I was born at Jamaica Hospital and that was the first place I ever saw


For servin a fiend, just tryna make a little cream
I got arrested for selling drugs, just trying to make some money


My dreams, were shattered cause my brother is gone
My goals and aspirations were ruined when my brother died


Had to wake up, realize: life goes on
I had to accept reality and move on with my life, even after my brother's death




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Real NY shit

Mr c pops

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