Do It For The Hood

[Intro]

Ahh this shit crazy right here

Shout to Rock City

Shout to Akon

Shout to that boy Maino

Brooklyn what up

The LA Leakers baby

Whoo Kid

[Hook: Akon]

Riding through the city with my top down

And haters hate to see me when I come around

Cause they already know I'm gonna shut it down

No matter where I'm at I always do it for the hood

I still hustle even on the holidays

I'm getting to this money each and everyday

They told me I should stop I do it anyway

No matter where I'm at I always do it for the hood

[Verse 1:Red Cafe]

Wake up in the morning making President [?]

Dirty rags still hood residential

Deep in them back blocks plotting on a lick

Pop up on them blindside make the pussy strip

I want it all looks my niggas all crooks

Make them suckas do the dance crooks

On the rise dealer call him Godzilla

[?]

Making pies, super size, be my enterprise

Certified hustler, we should be televised (What else)

I'm a dogg from the big big city

Boy I want it all believe that my hands sticky

And I'm coming strapped with goons and couple cliqueys

Live from the hood my nigga, no Pretty Rickys

Lighting up sour high, as the Sears Tower

Tell them hoes now we open 25 hours

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Maino]

For them kids whose fathers was gang members

In a world where judges just hang niggas

Going at with rivals we bang niggas

Then we end up in jail with them same niggas

For them mothers who coping with lost sons

Cops yelling freeze say fuck'em and still run

Hoping on that visit we praying that girl come

[?] on my mind [?] I'm still from

Do for my shooters and young substance abusers

Growing up trapped the world calling us losers

Do it for my doggs who hustle to get a hold of life

Street nigga made it, look I'm the prototype

Look me in my eyes, I'm a one of one

Niggas can you quit, ain't no one on one

Ready for them dark days, there some more to come

They gone say I kept it hood way before I'm done

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Red Cafe]

Ever since I was a pup I've been a general

Every scheme I ever thought about was federal

Slinging medicine, but it wasn't medical

Half the buildings in the neighborhood looking edible

Steak on my dinner plate, mansion on the interstate

Hit the hood renovate, watch the paper generate

With them snow bunnies, I got'em no worries

We in the town so you know its gone be snow (What else)

Raised in the projects, getting cash no checks

Where all the homies push weights, not Bow-flex

Legalize hustle, I'm a "G" for life

A dozen for the hood, I always beat the price

Big wheel, big bank roll, bad broad

Riding through the city, serving what they ask for

Last year I clocked about 44 blocks

And made them strips all white, no Clorox

[Hook]