[Intro]
Gucci Mane, LaFlare (Gucci, Gucci)
LaFlare Entertainment (LaFlare)
Young CEO, I'm the boss man around here (I'm the boss)
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
Gangster 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
Ninety-eight degrees and it's the first of June
Niggas goin' in, niggas gettin' out
Everybody strapped and they gripped out
12 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
9 on the dot, rush hour
First you get the money, then you get the power
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
Money real dirty, 9:30
Got a trap to catch for a quarter birdie
10:45, quarter to 11
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
For my lil' partner, I call his ass The Truth
3:34, time to swing the door
Ninety-sixty hundred for a pound of dro
4:46, trunk full of bricks
Can't stop trappin' 'til I'm filthy 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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
Age thirteen, I'm a trap star
Paid a fifty slab for a junkie car
School 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 559
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 for a hook and verse
'Fore I turn thirty, I'll be thirty plus
Swimmin' in the bucks like Scrooge McDuck
[Chorus]
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