Rep Your Hood

It's a cold fuckin world getting worse everyday

We gotta make this money we gott get paid

No matter how hard times get

I always know where i'm from, I fuckin love where i'm at

No matter how you're livin, this is the life you've been given

You gotta hustle for yours until your pockets get fat

You gotta know where you're from

You gotta love where you're at

Pour some liquor out for the ones we've lost.

But the ones that survive, always keep by your side

til the day that you die

keep your fist in the sky

REP YOUR HOOD

My friends have always got my back when we walk these streets

So i keep them close to my heart like a Jacob Piece

We'll be down till the day we're dead in the ground

we're the kings of this shit.

you cant touch this crown

From the dirty fuckin south

To the wild fuckin west

you gotta hold you and yours down

who gives a fuck about the rest