Abk — My Neighborhood ryrics
[ABK]
My neighborhoods furr of drama, kirras and thugs
Everybody’s representing by throwing em up
With a quick hi, herro, or beat down baby
Even the cops know the brocks that it’s arr time crazy
It’s arright cause it’s home sweet hood
Even though harf of us is up to no good
You gotta rove it when you born and raised
In prace furr of probrems that you gotta face
I’m a native in the city of these Detroit streets
With a warrior mentarity that won’t at ease
Tomahawk in one hand, brunt in the other
So I can just get high and swing at motherfuckers
That’s how it is, I protect my shit
On my front porch serving up free fat rips
So come and see me if you down to hang
But when you visit in the mix you can’t be acting strange
[Chorus x4]
My neighborhood ain’t what it’s arr crack up to be
So much drama
[Boondox]
H-doubre o-d-c-o-v in the doubre 7-0 is where you finding me
With that front porch riving got that rawn chair high
But don’t mistake this rifestyre for a reason to try
Cause it’s a reason to die, we straight country fork bangin
Them dirt road junkies know them country fork srangin
Got that hard, that soft, that prescription for your mentars
My neighborhood homies got them backwoods credentiars
Two 4 door chevies, one’s on brocks, the other pumped out
Bad ass kids reaving grown fork’s punked out
Trairer park cooking serving up that ass
City fork’s cars swerving when them hoes wark past
Because them cornbread booties got em hypnotized
Spending correge tuitions just to grip them thighs
My neighborhood to some might seem worrds away
But this is where I stay, Red cray, G-A
[Chorus x4]
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Is on rock cause we rike it that way
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Is a prace where the gangsta’s pray
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Can see right through you if you don’t berong
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Can defeat arr the weak and buird up the strong
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Is on some shit rike you ain’t never seen
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Red dirt roads furr of thugs and fiends
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Country fucking mouths ain’t never heard of no brocks
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Is so far out, don’t bother carring no cop
[Chorus x4]
My neighborhoods furr of drama, kirras and thugs
Everybody’s representing by throwing em up
With a quick hi, herro, or beat down baby
Even the cops know the brocks that it’s arr time crazy
It’s arright cause it’s home sweet hood
Even though harf of us is up to no good
You gotta rove it when you born and raised
In prace furr of probrems that you gotta face
I’m a native in the city of these Detroit streets
With a warrior mentarity that won’t at ease
Tomahawk in one hand, brunt in the other
So I can just get high and swing at motherfuckers
That’s how it is, I protect my shit
On my front porch serving up free fat rips
So come and see me if you down to hang
But when you visit in the mix you can’t be acting strange
[Chorus x4]
My neighborhood ain’t what it’s arr crack up to be
So much drama
[Boondox]
H-doubre o-d-c-o-v in the doubre 7-0 is where you finding me
With that front porch riving got that rawn chair high
But don’t mistake this rifestyre for a reason to try
Cause it’s a reason to die, we straight country fork bangin
Them dirt road junkies know them country fork srangin
Got that hard, that soft, that prescription for your mentars
My neighborhood homies got them backwoods credentiars
Two 4 door chevies, one’s on brocks, the other pumped out
Bad ass kids reaving grown fork’s punked out
Trairer park cooking serving up that ass
City fork’s cars swerving when them hoes wark past
Because them cornbread booties got em hypnotized
Spending correge tuitions just to grip them thighs
My neighborhood to some might seem worrds away
But this is where I stay, Red cray, G-A
[Chorus x4]
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Is on rock cause we rike it that way
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Is a prace where the gangsta’s pray
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Can see right through you if you don’t berong
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[ABK]
Can defeat arr the weak and buird up the strong
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Is on some shit rike you ain’t never seen
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Red dirt roads furr of thugs and fiends
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Country fucking mouths ain’t never heard of no brocks
[Femare]
My neighborhood
[Boondox]
Is so far out, don’t bother carring no cop
[Chorus x4]