You Don't Know (In The Ghetto)

You don't know

Whoo.on the grind, uh, so gangsta, don't ya agree? uh

You don't know

This just in case y'all dunno how it go down in the hood

Freeweezy here to break it down to ya

Tryna to survive in the hood everyday

Takes, everything you work with and

Everything you got quick

From the cops wyle off the product

Show would help alot but I can't get it

I hugthe block, light an L

Let my man hit it and I ran with it

Sell a nick to ya pops

Hate to tell ya, but if he don't get it from me

Then he gon get it somewhere else

Sometimes I wish that I was somewhere else

Me and my man on the corner on two crates

Picture us rollin, somewhere else

Pretendin to be pushin a V

Then two fiends walked up

Brought me back to reality

He want free and he want five

But my packed stash (why) cuz the cops act like I'm Lil' Cease

Crush on me, keep rollin by

Tryna to put the cuffs on my black ass literally

(You don't know)

How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porch

My niggaz duck court pour weed in the woods

Set up shop and move rocks on the front step

(You don't know)

How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echo

We can't let go, stuck on the block

Stuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good

No rules, no trees just alot in the push

abandoned house, read my mouth

Fuck the D's got a pocket to push

Send fleas in the opposite way

Quarter to one guess I'll stop at the chicks

Get me a grub, count up the profit I made

Rule number one

Sell your first stack cop you a gun

We hear gun shots, we hardly amazed

My man Willie Mays and Santana live on the run

What does it mean? not goin back

Not gettin caged, roll with a gat

Prepare for the raid

Listen Mothers, while dey still underage

You better talk to your sons

Send em on a straight line for the line

send em straight to the pen

Sleep with a blade, husky niggaz chest in they chin

Get bailed, get out and then they at it again

All for the love of the pay

(You don't know)

How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porch

My niggaz duck court pour weed in the woods

Set up shop and move rocks on the front step

(You don't know)

How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echo

We can't let go, stuck on the block

Stuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good

Every since I don't stop waist side

Sparks had the ambition to ride

O. Town play games but I need this chain

Got me deep in the game

To the point, yea coulnd't get no rest, no sleep

All I did was hug the block

And shake the police while they shakin the bag

At age 18, like half a brick, crack got half the street

Most of my always call me "Snoop"

Cause I couldn't cook this shit then

So I brought all my worst stylin fiends

Runnin back to the kid like "Sparks man, you sold me some bullshit"

But I kept on pumpin cause the block kept on jumpin

I'm not stoppin, I was told the sky's the limit

Plus I'm tryna to push the rose

And park the lemon

And let you know what exactly takes places in the ghetto

When techs blow

When the cops circle, I know the bells like?

Run fast with that .38 special

(You don't know)

How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porch

My niggaz duck court pour weed in the woods

Set up shop and sell rocks on the front step

(You don't know)

How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echo

We can't let go, stuck on the block

Stuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good

(You don't know)