[Intro]
Ha haa
I know a lot of feelings gon get hurt on this one

[Verse 1]
If you haven’t check in to the block
And you full of excuses
Yeah I’m talking to you
Talkin bout yeah I got kids
And my baby momma stay trippin’
If I hang with the crew
Playa you know exactly what you signed up for
You know this neighborhood gang bang ain’t no joke
Same day find out that my girl pregnant
Got in a shoot out with the enemies
With that ?
Sent in the county 5 to life sentence
Did other things that I couldn’t even mention
I know this topic very sensitive
I’m just letting you know
That I got the credentials boy
To chin check your muthafucking ass
Matter of fact better tell me where you been at
Last time boy I heard of you
I heard you was in the club dancing all the way in the back
Screaming out waah throwing up the set
Telling bitches that you a muthafucking vet
Is that right? With your M.I.A ass
Me and all the hitters really wanted to laugh (ha haa)
You disappeared the first day courted in
Your ass only went on one mission
You was in the backseat all asleep
So that shit don’t count
Get wit the business boy

[Hook]
Showing your face in the hood is mandatory
If you don’t, you’re garbage end of story
Wanna claim the fame and the muthafucking glory
Go out there and bring back the team a trophy
That there mean, that you gotta catch a body
That mean you gotta bring all the hoes from the party
Go to the bank
This a strong arm robbery
Split the money with the hitters and the whole family

[Verse 2]
One thing for sure ain’t nobody hating
This exactly what you lames gon be sayin’
Looking for someone’s lil sympathy
Keep it real they opinion don’t mean shit to me
It don’t mean shit to the rest of the homies
The facts already right there that you a phony
At 21 you saying that you OG
Stop it with that bullshit
Homie what you smoking?
Homies 30 don’t even talk like that
3 bodies on his belt and don’t brag
Last time someone raised his voice at em
He took flight for that chump talking like that
Earning your respect homie that’s the way it go
Abide and live by the rules of the G code
Even if your ass gotta catch the metro
Come to the hood don’t ever think your ass is special
If you special you gon get the special treatment
18 second beat down on the next meeting
And we gon put the biggest muthafuckas on ya
And I’m a count very slow while they whoopin on ya
I ain’t saying that you can’t live a good life
Have a job, big house, kids and a wife
I’m just saying the neighborhood til death
I make this song for those homies that tend to forget
[Hook]
Showing your face in the hood is mandatory
If you don’t, you’re garbage end of story
Wanna claim the fame and the muthafucking glory
Go out there and bring back the team a trophy
That there mean, that you gotta catch a body
That mean you gotta bring all the hoes from the party
Go to the bank
This a strong arm robbery
Split the money with the hitters and the whole family