From Yo Hood 2 My Hood

Cause only you upstairs know was wrong Night time hits, here comes the fire flies One more block to catch the drive-by Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet Poor muthafuckas still wating - on the county Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same Like yo hood and mine learn the same games Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes If you get caught then don't say no names I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in Lotta tales 'bout fools gettin' em up and shanked