That's My Hood

Gucci Mane La Flare (Gucci Gucci)

La Flare Entertainment (La Flare)

Young CEO (I'm the CEO)

I'm the boss man around here (I'm the boss)

East Atlanta, Zone 6, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Glenwood to Gresham Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Bouldercrest to Flat Shoals, nigga, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

I can't forget Candler Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Uh, gangsta biddin', everybody coppin'

Niggas walkin' out with bags like they goin' shoppin'

I'm on the PlayStation, playin' Grand Theft

I had a hundred bricks, I got three left

Shootin' cee-lo, middle of the day

I bet a hundred grand, the nigga iced away

5:45 in the afternoon

98 degrees, and it's the first of June

Niggas goin in, niggas gettin out

Everybody strapped and they gripped out

Twelve on the dot, midnight

Bet fifty grand on a pit' fight

6:43, and I'm wakin' up

Cookin' cocaine and it's cakin' up

Nine on the dot, rush hour

First you get the money then you get the power

East Atlanta, Zone 6, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Glenwood to Gresham Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Bouldercrest to Flat Shoals, nigga, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

I can't forget Candler Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Money real dirty, 9:30

Got a trap to catch, fo' a quarter birdie

10:45, quarter to eleven

AK-47 and a MAC-11

1:17, my trap bunkin'

If you from the hood, then you sellin' somethin'

2:22, time to cook a deuce

Fo' my lil' partner, I call his ass the truth

3:34, time to swing the door

Ninety-sixty hundred, fo' a pound of dro'

4:46, trunk full of bricks

Can't stop trappin, 'til I'm fithy rich

Dropped out of school, 1998

Bought a box Chevy, and a half of cake

2K3, hit a lick

Hundred pounds of weed, fifty bricks

East Atlanta, Zone 6, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Glenwood to Gresham Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Bouldercrest to Flat Shoals, nigga, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

I can't forget Candler Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Age thirteen, I'm a trap star

Paid a fifty slab fo' a junkie car

School's still in, but I'm at home

Standin' on the corner with some Ewings on

Turned fifteen and I'm trapped out

Bet a hundred dollars just to crap out

Seventeen now and I'm on the grind

Never stand in line at the five-five-nine

Nineteen years, blood sweat and tears

Sellin' innertubes like Goodyear

Twenty-one now, I'm a grown up

So when you call my phone, it's a zone up

Age twenty-five and it's gettin' worse

Eighteen-five fo' a hook and verse

'Fore I turn thirty, I'll be thirty plus

Swimmin' in the bucks, like Scrooge McDuck

East Atlanta, Zone 6, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Glenwood to Gresham Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

Bouldercrest to Flat Shoals, nigga, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

I can't forget Candler Road, that's my hood

That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood

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