Young Scooter and Young Nudy - Middle of the Hood

Yeah
Real Zone 6 nigga, man (jugg)
You know how we comin'

Middle of the hood, shootin' dice, candy lady house, we stash pipes (yeah)
12 just bust the block early, we right back the same night
We made plays and bought ice, got bags, come pick your own price
Stay down 'til you come up 'cause we just pass them street lights (jugg)
Young niggas, all they wanna do is drill (all they wanna do is drill)
I came up from nothin', still hustlin' with M's (yeah)
I ain't money hungry, but all I want is some mills (count up)
Half you rappers tax write-offs, you ain't got no deal (damn)

456, head crack, nigga might throw trips up
In the hood, shootin' Cee-lo, just start the bank up
Know street niggas with millions in the 6, done got they cake up
We drop the price at night, so it's free bands whenever I wake up
Spook cook a brick in two hours, that's like LeBron shootin' a lay up
Used to have money nightmares, now a nigga way up
I got too many hustles to fall off, I'ma stay up
Ain't nobody rappin' for the trap, I shook the streets up

Middle of the hood, shootin' dice, candy lady house, we stash pipes (yeah)
12 just bust the block early, we right back the same night
We made plays and bought ice, got bags, come pick your own price
Stay down 'til you come up 'cause we just pass them street lights (jugg)
Young niggas, all they wanna do is drill (all they wanna do is drill)
I came up from nothin', still hustlin' with M's (yeah)
I ain't money hungry, but all I want is some mills (count up)
Half you rappers tax write-offs, you ain't got no deal (damn, yeah)

You ain't from my hood, niggas know I'ma tax 'em (I'ma tax 'em)
I'm from Bouldercrest where all my shooters very active (shooters very active)
Niggas say if I say the word, my hood is gettin' at you (is gettin' at you)
I can drop enough, you can't hide, we gon' catch you (we gon' catch you)
Think you can try them folks, I'll make them turn you in (turn you in)
Woke up thinkin' 'bout how big 4L got big (4L got big)
Damn, I made it out, didn't see the grave or pen' (see the grave or pen')
1-5-0-4, gang shit (gang)

Middle of the hood, shootin' dice, candy lady house, we stash pipes (yeah)
12 just bust the block early, we right back the same night
We made plays and bought ice, got bags, come pick your own price
Stay down 'til you come up 'cause we just pass them street lights (jugg)
Young niggas, all they wanna do is drill (all they wanna do is drill)
I came up from nothin', still hustlin' with M's (yeah)
I ain't money hungry, but all I want is some mills (count up)
Half you rappers tax write-offs, you ain't got no deal (damn)

Written by:
Kenneth Edward Bailey, Quantavious T. Thomas

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