Aight, lemmie take u through ma hood where i waz born n raized
Where folks work real hard n don phuk around until they get paid
So i was one of 'em fellaz that used to carry stuff over da head
Now when ya see me know u imagine the colour of ma skin
You thought i waz in a pig sty but am up in da gold mine
So in ma block i don front coz we down for our block.
So please put down da fight and pick up da light
We'a brothaz in da hood, infact Boys in da Hood.