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    "If You Ain't From My Hood" Lyrics

    Project Pat feat. Juicy J

    If you ain't from my hood you can get from round here [X4]

    I don't know them niggas [X2]
    I don't fuck with them niggas
    I don't know them hoes
    I don't fuck with them hoes

    [Project Pat]
    I know this sucka from the suburbs
    Cool with this other motherfucker on the outskirts
    Tried to get Project Pat caught up in this shizurb

    Since you niggaz hate then your plan didn't wizork
    On that ATL tattle tale to my bizurbs
    Say you saw me with anotha gal now don't be scared
    Man you might as well throw in your towel youse a fake thug
    Face to face I shoot you in your mouth
    Cuz ain't no love say you from the north memphis ten but I doubt that
    Stick ya'lls noze in others folks affairs we ain't bout that
    Weak motherfucker wanna stare when you see me
    Couldn't wait to snitch punk
    Bitch you wanna be me
    Gotta pay some dues but my shoes to big for ya
    Don't be out here trying to claim my hood I don't know ya
    Turn state niggas ask if you was a roller
    Police ass nigga watch your mouth I done told ya
    Weak ass boy


    Still out to get paid down for lucha leray
    Fuck all the bullshit and he say she say
    Those who oppose me shall get no leway
    Lying on real niggas end up in gun play
    Punk mutherfucker you gonna hear this and feel me
    Smile in my face really wanna kill me
    Thats if you had heart to pull the trigga
    Catcha murda charge I don't think so my nigga
    Weak ass hoes play games like they killas
    Always runnin mouth braggin on they niggas
    Cyper Gardens did and I did not have no dough
    No fresh clothes cuz a playa was real poor
    I was locked up 2-0-1 wearing bo bo's
    Playin dominos shooting dice big ol afros
    Now I'm on the town and I'm layin the smack down
    Nigga I ain't you best to check my background


    [DJ Paul]
    Man I'm tired of playing with cha boyz
    Think its time I kill you boyz
    Wanna run and grab them toys
    Fuckin round with real McCoys
    Coward boys that bring the noise
    Rollin' round in SUV's, DVD's
    Man fuck some 20's I'm lo key
    Lookin for y'all cowards cuz y'all talking out the side of your mouth
    Knowin that the Triple 6 is one of the hardest rappers out
    DJ Paul and Juicy J, best producers in the town
    I've been got the crown those that ain't down get run down

    [Juicy J]
    Man if one of you bitches wanna step up to the juice
    Talking bout that nigga wrong talkin bout what cha gonna do
    Man its on if you rappers wanna bring it to the door
    To you crosses in my click i'm treat you like a hoe
    I'm a tell you like this if you talkin in my face
    You gonna start a major war be prepared to hit the floor
    Everytime you see me coming you be speakin like we cool
    Ain't your motherfucking nigga and ain't no motherfucking fool
    This song was submitted on December 14th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Bmg Rights Management Us, Llc.
    Written by Jordan Houston, Patrick Houston, Paul Beauregard.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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