Hood2Hood Lyrics – Nas
Singer: Nas
Title: Hood2Hood
Yo, yo yo, yeah
Hey Hit that’s some nice new pieces you got
Bracelets, trinkets, and necklaces
Yeah, yo
Real sh*t only, yeah
Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars let me say my peace
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these fake watch busters And they ain’t teach savin’ monеy to young n*ggas Young warriors I wanna see them all in position Best to have it on you, hopе you don’t go down for possession Mom’s puttin’ up the house to bail you out when arrested How did I become number one, I’m one-of-one
Flyin’ down the 101, right under the Cali sun
Junior Mafia out the subs, shorty calling me Son If one clique make a million today it probably be us Probably because my midas touch for vital stuff Rappers wanna shoot up the studio they tired of us We know that controversy sells, so yall good
When I drop they hear me on every block, hood to hood
Red Hook, Fort Greene, Canarsie
Hood to hood
Far Rock, East New York, QB
Hood to hood
Compton, Long Beach, IE
Hood to hood
Southside Chicago, players in the D
Hood to hood
If we all made n*ggas then why is we beefin’
When them Jewish brothers be chillin’ Shabbat Friday evening Even in jail I hear the Latins got eachother back Not us, we jump each other for the phone it comes to blacks Don’t worry about nobody else tryin’ to energy match Sense any cap and that’s when I really attack
Stop that my guy, you are not that my guy
That feeling to be a king, can’t top that my guy
King’s Disease I’m still poppin’ these young things Got me thinkin’ like Amerie “It’s This One Thing” Floaties in the pool, got drones over the roof
Just like Drakeo The Ruler my n*gga we know the truth I put out dangerous thought
I’m convinced it’s a mixture of Paisley Park
Prince with Supreme Team Prince
Big up to Paisley, shout out to 40, Harlem
Hood to hood
Lincoln Houses, Castle Hill, Bronx sh*t
Soundview Hood to hood
On the West side, in the Jungles, to the 60s
Hood to hood
Out in O-town, to Vallejo, where the pimps be
Hood to hood
DC got big ol’ guns
B’more got big ol’ guns
ATL got big ol’ guns and big ol’ buns and big ol’ funds yeah Miami got lots of sun, yeah
Dade County got big ol’ guns, yeah
Stop messin’ around, put the pistols down
Or we all will soon be done, dead
Hood to hood to mansion to mansion
That’s the new version of hood to hood
Yeah
New excursions, yeah
Block parties, on the block, the new block
Your house and my house, ha ha
Hood to hood
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