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  • Letra In The Hood de Wu-tang Clan Ranking:
  • "The story you're about to see, occured along the main

    trading route, on the border between the North and South..

    at a small outpost called Red Clay Village."



    [RZA]

    What the fuck y'all niggaz thought, huh What you thinkin bitch?

    Are you stupid son, must be stupid kid

    What the fuck is wrong It's the Wu bitch

    Ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch

    Get the fuck back, 'fore we break a f... listen

    Tryin to tell y'all niggaz, give you a fair warnin

    Just a chance to live, so you can see ya kids

    Yo son nah, before I split ya wig

    I'd rather feed you this, but you ain't wanna eat it

    So now you got to FEEL IT!!



    {*beat changes*



    [Masta Killa]

    Yo what the, yo

    Let me fuck it one more time then y'all can fuck

    Y'know how we do it in the hood

    Yo.. yeah.. turn the mic up, yeah, yo



    Y'all niggaz better rock y'all hoodies

    Take money snatch jewelry, in the hood

    You find the best woman lookin good

    Diamond she need polishin

    In my hood, all the gunshot legal

    At the same time we gotta stop killin our people

    Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk with they gun

    Keep it in the hood that's where we come from

    I rep Brooklyn, home of the gangsta

    I know a few murderer, drug dealer

    In the hood, we speak mathematics and build

    What's the total weight of the brain, Allah real

    Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood; 80 proof

    Get my dick sucked on the roof of the projects

    Dice game in the park, blunt sessions after dark

    Movin with the Wesson

    Welcome to the God we build and drop a lesson

    Pussyhole testin, in the hood

    Got the word from the hoodrat, shorty on the wood



    [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang]

    Murder, bad boy ya block off ah

    Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah

    Murder, nine millimeter me say

    Murder, no time fi talk, one fi

    Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di

    Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder



    [Inspectah Deck]

    Ay yo, we boys in the hood, big bad wolves in the woods


  • It ain't all good, pass the goods

    Deep in the project halls waitin to shine

    Walk with a nine and talk with gang signs

    In the hood, niggaz put twenty on Hoopties

    Four heads, one forty ounce and a loosie

    And keep dough on the flip, a hoe on the strip

    And roll dick throw on the flip

    Weed clouds thick enough to block the sun

    Cops come, but thugs never drop the gun, understood?

    Far from ya Hollywood

    From day one, I vowed I would keep it in the hood

    From project chicks with hips and slim waists

    From five dollar plates apartment six-eighths

    O.G, I spit G to the young ones

    I keep it in the hood that's where I come from



    [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang]

    Murder, bad boy ya block off ah

    Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah

    Murder, nine millimeter me say

    Murder, no time fi talk, one fi

    Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di

    Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder



    [Streetlife]

    This is the place where thugs is born - in the hood

    Blink to long ya life is gone - in the hood

    Convicts still live with they mom

    And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm - in the hood

    Crack fiend'd furnish a 'Llac - in the hood

    African's be drivin cabs - in the hood

    In the streets the ghetto is hot

    And the illest gangsters, on the block with cops - in the hood

    The ones you love'll fill you with slugs - in the hood

    Babies born addicted to drugs - in the hood

    We make life or death decisions

    And the school system is like a minimal prison

    So you can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin

    In the hood, it ain't all good, repent or you sinnin



    [Chorus 2X: Suga Bang Bang]

    Murder, bad boy ya block off ah

    Murder, rude boy ya pop off ah

    Murder, nine millimeter me say

    Murder, no time fi talk, one fi

    Murder, men an' dem ah talk 'bout di

    Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying

    nying, nying, nying, nying, nying, me say murder Puntuación:
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