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spice 1 - in my neighborhood (street remix) كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
in my neighborhood
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood

[verse 1]
i like to walk around my hood and smoke the dank a lot
i see some brothers in the trees, is they slangin’ rocks?
runnin’ through a broken down wooden fence
a n_gga didn’t have brains ’cause he smoked sinse
or sess or whatever you wanna call it
he got the task on his ass, better haul it
fiends suckin’ up the crack in the backyard
dropped the kibble on the ground, now he’s lookin’ hard
will he keep searchin’ or will he cease and just forget the hit
or pull a jack move, and let the 9 cl!ck?
i’m in a cut’ late night about 12 o’clock
i see some brothas bustin’ caps in a parking lot
there go my homies rollin’ up in a black ‘vette
nothin’ but the money flow, the paycheck
another day, a brother dead up in the alleyway
that’s what the boys in the bay up in cali say
the california life, task in the palm trees
brothers be clockin’ g’s, slangin’ keys
up in my neighborhood
[chorus]
in my neighborhood (in my neighborhood)
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood

[verse 2]
funk is a part of my life
it’s the sounds of the gangsta spice
1, check out the blast of a shotgun
9 motherf_ckin’ millimeter, have one
or two or three or four
’cause every brother in my hood is hardcore
boom, boom, hear the death of a cop
pop, pop, pop, see another one drop
crazy ass n_gga off the peppermint schnapps
and now you wonder why young n_ggas slangin’ hoppe
never woulda thought i’d been a dealer of dope
n_ggas slangin’ and bangin’ and breakin’ necks and throats
the spot, it was poppin’, but yet the fuzz kept ridin’ my jock
tick_tock, i watch the clock, they flock
see a undercover cop raise off the block
that’s how it is in the game of slangin’ rocks
’cause on the tv, they make it look real good
but mr. rogers ain’t got sh_t on my n_ggas up in the neighborhood

[chorus]
in my neighborhood (in my neighborhood)
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood
[verse 3]
welcome to the ghetto, although i call it my neighborhood
some people get out, but some people stay for good
i see a dope fiend yellin’ he’s a og
he scratched his head and started starin’ like he knows me
i said “what up, old man? i seen your face before”
it was my homie’s pop, shirt dirty, pants tore
he had a 40 in his hand, left a little swallow
he said, “young ass n_gga,” and then he threw the bottle
i ducked down and i had to duck real fast
stepped two feet back and then i banked his ass
i started kickin’ and stompin’ my n_gga’s brains out
i heard a b_tch yell “freeze” and runnin’ out the house
it was his wife and the b_tch started bustin’ at me
i can’t believe this sh_t, this b_tch is trigger_happy
pulled out my 9 and bust the b_tch in the left titty
that’s how it is in a burnt_out dope fiend city
and now you’re sayin’ i’m the n_gga up to no good
i gives a f_ck, if you bullsh_t, get jacked up in my neighborhood

[chorus]
in my neighborhood (in my neighborhood)
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood
in my, in my, in my neighborhood, hey
in my neighborhood

- spice 1

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