Crooked I
Hood High
[Intro]
Don't act dumb n***a
Trigger finger curled horizontal middle finger and thumb n***a East Side you know where we from

[Hook: Horseshoe G.A.N.G]
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Double OG's triple OG's n***as know we
Was raised by some motherfucking double OG's triple OG's
Ssutt Ssutt CO fucking B
N***a tell 'em 'bout the streets

[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
I know n***as who pushed the fake n***as pushed the real
N***as who pushed the weight n***as who pushed the pills
N***as who never snitched n***as who took the deals
N***as who shot at you and the n***a who took the wheel
N***as too shook to kill Crook is trill could write a book for
Meals
I got facts like I'm Wikipedia but we don't tell on ourselves in the media
If a hoe tell
I'ma trip like Expedia see we a city full of crips the blood count is low as anemia
I'm just a neutral real n***a, I'm guilty by association
Blue flag in the left pocket of every n***a I paper chase with
I went out of town with someone Ninas
Then I came back and bought a white beemer like sim simma
Picture me rolling I was homeless in 93
Standing in the county line next to Coolio tryna eat
I don't bang but I was raised by them killas I'm still a G
Cause I do G-Shit like starting up COB n***a
[Hook: Horseshoe G.A.N.G]
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Double OG's triple OG's n***as know we
Was raised by some motherfucking double OG's triple OG's
Ssutt Ssutt CO fucking B
N***a tell 'em 'bout the streets

[Verse 2: Sauce Tha Boss]
I remember when we started off
91-92 Yea n***a we set it off
Like a bomb we explode
Grape Street Watts and we let the world know oh
I was sitting in that Caprice on that backstreet
Me and big [?] triple OG
I was getting schooled by older
Had me fighting any n***a just to let you know I threw one from the shoulders
And I slanged crack rock
Sitting on that big sidewalk with my n***a Scotty Raw
All my Road squad n***as gamble
Tiny locs popping shot cops come oh yes we scramble
Summer jam n***as got trampled
Now back to the honeycomb hideout it was full of ammo
Bandanas on handles my n***as is animals
Set tripping gang banging we gun hold like Commando
[Hook: Horseshoe G.A.N.G]
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Throw your hood hood high
Hood hood high high high high
Gangsta gangsta shit
Double OG's triple OG's n***as know we
Was raised by some motherfucking Double OG's triple OG's
Ssutt Ssutt CO fucking B
N***a tell 'em 'bout the streets

[Verse 3: Mad Man]
I went from cutting yards to throwing dice to slangin weight to flip the dough
From breaking folks robbing locs that's just the way it go
Coming up out the land any means necessary lets get the dough
Smoking on that indo hopping in this 64
Blast with this .44 really tho if it's life or death
N***as scared to fade cause I got right to left
And yea I got size twelve feet I stomp your ass on these streets
The GOD is up in me they tryna bring out the beast, it's not me
It's mad mad Mad Man
I've been in crippin and hopping through the South Central Land understand
Yo we deep every lane on mind
A Independent entrepreneur opened up my mind
I'm dropping movies and videos and radio shows legit
So when you see me young n***a I'm on my Doc Dre shit
Yea n***a where I'm from we ain't battle that plan
That's what I'm saying ay yo E
[Outro]
Now the morale of the story is you need to stop tryna be somebody that you not
You know what I'm saying?
Cause these streets will kill you quickly
You know what I mean?
This that real life out here you ain't about that life
Feel me?
Yo let's get something straight
I'm not gang banger or a gang member
I'm a Gangsta!