Hood Love Lyrics - Street Hop - Royce Da 5'9

It ain't nothing like love from the hood 

Ain't no feeling like rolling through knowing you good 

Cause you been keeping it real 

When niggas see you, they salute you 

Love from the hood 

Ain't no feeling like rolling through knowing you good 

Cause you been keeping it true 

When niggas see you, they salute 

Royce da 5'9" give ya ill verses 

Ryan Montgomery is the real person 

No makeup, that's why you couldn't touch me up 

I remember being locked up 

This nigga walked up, tryna battle, I went ahead and let 'em finish 

Then I told 'em, "Do that again, I'mma fuck you up" 

Now take a journey through a nigga's psyche 

The only snitch in my life is the chick tryna split up me and wifey 

You think you like me, I'm aight with that 

I don't even call my nigga Budden "Mouse", it sound too much like a rat 

So may your steps be just like your stacks 

High, afraid of death, having a life attack 

It's I, got the soldiers for the coca price 

Your poker face on, I'm a turn your channel to the Poltergeist 

My outta town niggas know the business 

When you land, I'll come get you, we gon' get it 

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It ain't nothing like love from the hood 

Ain't no feeling like rolling through and knowing you good 

Cause you been keeping it trill 

When niggas see you, they salute you 

It ain't nothing like walking your block 

One deep on your city streets nigga, no hawk or no Glock 

No blades in your mouth or box cutters in socks 

Cause real niggas show love and bad bitches on your jock 

Every corner got a homie you know well 

Even if somebody see a deal, then they won't tell 

Your man say he got the goods, so you trying him out 

The ice cream truck roll through, you buying 'em out 

The youngstas helping out the old folks, with something hard to do 

The kids is playing, nobody beefing and it's a barbeque 

And every backyard with the old school jams on 

Sweet potato pie courtesy of your grandma 

Already, everybody's home, nobody on the yard 

We drinking and smoking the night away with no regard 

Nobody arguing and everything's good 

Man it ain't nothing like love from the hood, that's understood 

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Come on, it ain't nothing like love from the hood 

Ain't no feeling like coming through knowing you good 

Cause you be keeping it G 

When they see you, they salute you 

Word, it ain't nothing like, what I do every other night 

Pick up the liquor, send the fiends to go get the cups and ice 

Sit on that project bench and have some of the funnest nice 

We spend that wrong doing making money the summer right 

The smell of somebody barbeque got my stomach hype 

'tata salad, rice and some chicken, a little something light 

A beast with the cards, they always ask me to shuffle twice 

Swear that I be cheating, I'm just fucking nice, cut that 

Rug rat, niggas that robbed, never tried your boy 

Only just me, no security that I employ 

I never need to wear iron toy, I ain't naive 

I just hang with some killers and I'm their pride and joy 

But nah, ain't about that right now 

It's about the jokes, weed smoke and the cat fights, meow 

It's about them New Year's on the roof, with your gat like bloaw 

Outside the booth I'm the truth, give me dap like "Yaowa"