Hood Star Lyrics - Lyfe Jennings

Yea! Hypnotize Minds, Jesus 

Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin' down 

Life is beautiful man 

But niggas don't respect niggas, you know what i'm sayin? 

You help a man out just for him to dog you out 

Niggas don't appreciate shit, fuck 'em all! 

So you crack this weed 

It's respect that'll cost my nigga 

Double back through the water if you cross a nigga 

It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga 

And get lost my nigga 

I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken 

I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star! 

Sixty inches on my Impala 

Daddy I'm a motherfuckin' gangster 

These niggas wanna be in my shoes, but they feet too small 

They only yell so I turn to, just to see me fall 

The new code in the streets, that's used by the phony 

If you can't beat him, just call the police on him 

Or hate on him so bad try to turn the world against him 

Go in the studio like a hoe make some bullshit and dis him 

But none of that surprise me I done been through it all 

17 years in the game, real game, DJ Paul 

I done seen the real, I done seen the fake 

I done seen fake bitches turn real to fake 

Cause hateism is a disease, it's kinda like AIDS 

They feed you shit for years, and then they send you to your grave 

So you crack this weed 

It's respect that'll cost my nigga 

Double back through the water if you cross a nigga 

It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga 

And get lost my nigga 

I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken 

I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star! 

Sixty inches on my Impala 

Daddy I'm a motherfuckin' gangster 

First I'm broke, so I hang out with the rat and roach 

And still broke, cause I'm sleepin' on apartment flo's 

The hood struggle is to get it, got to make the change 

See every dark is like the dark cloud full of rain 

You wonder why niggas high and they robbin' folks 

Ain't nothin' to tell you but to pack yo' heat and let it go 

Them junkies get a fuckin' kick, when they smoke a brick 

I never seen a drug dealer ever call it quits 

But get money (yes sir!) Make the block pop off 

Niggas snitchin' man they heads will get chopped off 

The feds tappin fool it's dangerous when you hood trappin' 

So don't get lost in the sauce slingin cold crack'n 

So you crack this weed 

It's respect that'll cost my nigga 

Double back through the water if you cross a nigga 

It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga 

And get lost my nigga 

I'm a marijuana smokin', never been broken 

I don't give a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star! 

Sixty inches on my Impala 

Daddy I'm a motherfuckin' gangster