[Intro]
(Young Buck)
G unit nigga
Yea bitch you niggas know what it is with me nigga
Dirty south in this motherfucker
Young Buck nigga you know where Im from Cashville nigga
(Get money) Make sure you put a dollar sign on the S2 bitch
(Damn...)
[Verse]
(Young Buck)
Bulletwounds and tattooes is how I show my pain
Im gone so much my little girl dont know my name
My palms covered in residue from cocaine
Been on the block since 6 in the morning
The neighbors complain about the traffic at my house
When they need to borrow something they put their hands out
Little kids start running when they see my car coming
Just looking at me will make a nigga start hustlin
I aint a start nothing I just know how to count
know how to eyeball an 8ball you wearin em out
Lips black from the blunt of that sour diesel and the desert eagle (Im so illegal)
I cant even feed you what they put in the needles
Amsterdam got me thinking marijuana is legal
You can call me country but dont call me broke (Why)
We got all this money 50 where ya wanna go cmon nigga
[Chorus]
(Young Buck)
Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We aint living like we should but I luv da hood
But they still turn the ki yea I luv da hood
Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We aint living like we should but I luv da hood
But they still turn the ki come and get it
[Verse]
(Game)
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[Chorus]
(Young Buck)
Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We aint living like we should but I luv da hood
But they still turn the ki yea I luv da hood
Shit aint really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We aint living like we should but I luv da hood
But they still turn the ki come and get it