Hood Drug Warz Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

Hood Drug Warz

Lord Infamous [Intro]:
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
Little kids can't play in the street no more
Bullets ricoche all around when they fly
Your best friend just died right by your side
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
Torture him 'till his motherfuckin blood pours
Little kids can't play in the street no more
A real drug war a hood drug war

Verse 1: DJ Paul
I started off small time slangin blow off in the hood
Snort a bag, sell a bag it's all good
As long as I can clear a 140 in a day
I know fo sho' tommorrow I got a place to stay
In my projects where niggaz they break necks
And claim sets and checks not keys
Never heard of cashin a damn check
It's all love but the other night I got robbed
A nigga crashed my crib get 15 in drugs
I can't believe the toucha man got touched
It's cool to touch but this time you fucked uo
You should have said einy meeny miny mo
And picked another do
To kick in you hoe
I'm on a tight budget
With money I can't be playin
I know who did it it was my own hitman
He forgot who's the boss but I'm bout to show'em
And pick his kids form his grandma's house blowin

Chorus Lord Infamous
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
A real drug war A Hood drug war
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
A real drug war A Hood drug war
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
A real drug war A Hood drug war
What'chu niggaz know about hood drug warz
A real drug war A Hood drug war

Verse 2: BG
If you know me then you know I'm A G
You know I'm a fool
I don't sleep
I be in the streets making moves
B. Gizzle can't nothing to prove it's understood
Don't need to be explained
I'ma gangsta in this game
24's in the range
30 Carrots in the chain
You run up and you'll get 17 in your brain
I ain't playin wit u niggaz
How you want it you can get it
And I ain't gon send I'ma come myself
I'ma empty the hundred round drum myself
Don't question me I ain't gon' buss myself
I'ma fool we can go pound for pound
Since I was in middle school
I had a hoe south bound
I'ma man myself my hustle don't stop
I don't get checks from Koch
I get 'em off the block
I'm the hottest of the hot
You should know that by now
I'ma smash any nigga that don't give me my props

Chorus: Lord Infamous

Verse 3: Juicy J
I done robbed a motherfucker for a whole key
They been lookin for a nigga bout two weeks
Duckin dodgin through the hood they done spoof me
Put a hit out on my ass make me go to sleep
I can run for a year but I can't hide
Cuz these snitches in the hood wanna homicide
I could probably call my killaz they down to ride
But you can't trust a nigga from the other side
Cuz they act like they cool say they robbin banks
But a crusher probably kill ya over anythang
It's a war nigga hit the floor
It's time to destroy
give themwhat they came for
Down to the court
Ridin through the ghetto say them hangin at the store
Stuck the k out the window let the hollow explode
Tote em back at your friend bro
Watchin blood poor
This is how shit go when you in a drug war

Verse 4: Lil Wyte
See I'm caught up in as much as you
Always mobbin wit a crew
Test this crackers pour and it soon will come devoure you
Keep your eyes peeled ears open when you on the curb
Drama in these streets over weed pills and purple surp
Clearly drugs seem to be what this situation all about
They tryin to stay low key
Might as well just fucking shout it out
Blame in on the bar or somethin
When something happens to your secret spot
Try retaliation and you'll feel heat come from the glock

Chrous: lord Infamous