Testo Throw Your Hood - Mr. Capone-E

Testo della canzone Throw Your Hood (Mr. Capone-E), tratta dall'album Love and Hate

What you know about clumsy?
I'm from the sea where the fishes drown daily
Mothers carrying babies, hood rats stay shady
Raised in the 80's, gangbanging in the 90's
Crimies my school friend, they call him Tiny
Find me ditching school, hanging out with the cholos
They knew I was different, but they called me a loco
Pulled up on the with anger and a cora
Killing was a sport and I'm dating a chola
"Hold up," said the teacher in Español
I said I don't Spanish, no señor
Walked out the room just to smoke some herb
In the bathroom stall, that's where we fucking served
Nerds got robbed and the geeks got jacked
And the football players, yeah, they got smashed
Rat-a-tat-tat and the gun goes off
It's the first day of school and we're setting it off
Oh yeah, throw your neighborhood in the air
Ése, we don't care
Oh yeah, throw your neighborhood in the air
We ain't no squares
Sometimes I like to bang, homie
Sometimes I like to bust
Sometimes I like to bang, homie
Huh, because we never gave a fuck
Teachers tripping, but I'm just scribing
My name on the table while they're all just writing
An essay about a white man that's outdated
The only ése I know was my gang affiliated
Groupie, trigger, china, and psycho
Hitting 'em up and crossing out my rivals
Survival of the fittest, ése, where we ride
I couldn't study in class since my homie died
Teenager, but seen the worst in the rest
When I got a test, I marked a C and just left
Sweat the police? Me? Hell nah
Product of the barrio bumping "Money In The Ghetto"
16 Years old, getting transferred, y'all
Now I have a date with juvenile hall
Juvenile brawl, but you best beware
I'm still here and throw your barrio in the air
Oh yeah, throw your neighborhood in the air
Ése, we don't care
Oh yeah, throw your neighborhood in the air
We ain't no squares
Sometimes I like to bang, homie
Sometimes I like to bust
Sometimes I like to bang, homie
Huh, because we never gave a fuck
And I don't regret nothing I've done in my life
I am who I am
People could change, but some people stay the same
Huh, and to this day
Still representing the same way
All day, every day
And this goes out to the little youngsters
If you didn't live this life, you don't need to live this life
This is our life
And yeah, we don't switch colors
We keep that blue, azul, blue rag
That's how we do, we don't give a fuck
You gotta learn from us and our mistakes
But we still keep it G
Lil homie, get yours, get that money



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Writer(s): Fahd Azam
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