[Intro]
Pablo Juan, man
Here you go, you know what I'm saying?
You know what my first name is, n***a
MONY POWR RSPT

[Chorus]
I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches
I'm from the hood, we don't use holsters
I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice
28, add a seven of baking soda
Found me a plug, look like Mendoza
First car: old school, no motor
I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders
I get all the white like I'm Head & Shoulders
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, the fuck you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, to the law
I'm from the hood, n***a, get it off
I'm from the hood, n***a, can't be soft
I'm from the hood, stepped off in the trap house

[Verse 1]
I'm from the hood, we all got it on us
I'm not scared of them bricks and them bales of marijuana
Made a long way from trapping on the corner, ducking undercover
Now I serve the dopeman, give extras to the junkies and they love us
I smell like I came from the gutter
I came in this bitch with my brothers
I shoot with the chopper, I stutter
If that's my n***a, then his mother my mother
I'm a motherfucker, I fucked your baby momma
I chop up your body like a puzzle
You a gangsta trapper [?]
I just really know how to hustle
But if a n***a try me, bet I'ma bust him
MONY POWR RSPT, I put that on my mother
You say my name on the track, you're going six feet under
[Chorus]
I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches
I'm from the hood, we don't use holsters
I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice
28, add a seven of baking soda
Found me a plug, look like Mendoza
First car: old school, no motor
I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders
I get all the white like I'm Head & Shoulders
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, the fuck you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, to the law
I'm from the hood, n***a, get it off
I'm from the hood, n***a, can't be soft
I'm from the hood, stepped off in the trap house

[Verse 2]
Still pull up to the trap house
Jump out the rental with my strap out
I see you through the rearview camera when I back out
Chopper'll blow a n***a back out
Shoot the dice, a n***a cracked out
Junkies smoking at the crackhouse
My n***a locked up got back out
I go to the club, pull them racks out
Same n***a, I ain't going nowhere
Still serving, n***a, I don't care
Always strapped, n***a, never bare
Got guerilla, they ready for warfare
I brought a whole pint just to share
Vette in the trap like I'm Ric Flair
Trap in the hallway, a brick on the scale
We always here, n***a, you never there
[Chorus]
I used to eat the Ramen noodles with the roaches
I'm from the hood, we don't use holsters
I trapped out the bando till the eviction notice
28, add a seven of baking soda
Found me a plug, look like Mendoza
First car: old school, no motor
I bust down the brick in my dime-like boulders
I get all the white like I'm Head & Shoulders
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, what you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, the fuck you thought?
I'm from the hood, n***a, to the law
I'm from the hood, n***a, get it off
I'm from the hood, n***a, can't be soft
I'm from the hood, stepped off in the trap house