Tonalité : G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Eb
[Intro - Plies Talking:]
Aye, man, muthafucka just told me to pull
my pants up homie (What?)
Gm
Eb
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka and told him
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Verse 2
Gm
[Chorus - Plies:] I let my pant
s (My Pants)
Eb
Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Gm
Dm
I let my pants (My pants)
Eb
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Gm
Eb
'cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
Gm
Eb
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Gm
I let my pants my pants,
Eb
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and
Gm
Eb
that's how shit go
Verse 3
Gm
[Verse 1 - Plies:]
Eb
I'm from the home of goon,
city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life,
you ain't want no problems
Gm
Dm
Eb
If you sweet and you know it,
fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, fuck
Gm
with no revolvers
Eb
Real street nigga, need a real good lawyer
Gm
Last two cases, fault both charges
Dm
In the hood,
Eb
couple rules that you must follow
If you don't then,
Gm
slugs fill your body
Eb
Want my pa per, get my shawty
Gm
Hustle all day, try to ride big body
Dm
Eb
Been with three dope boys,
hood call ha garbage
Will I still fuck'a, I don't know,
Gm
yeah, prolly
Eb
Just a hood nigga with a lot
of swagg shawty
Who I hang with the most,
Gm
Eb
prolly my 40
Been labeled a goon,
that's what the hood call me
Gm
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie,
that's regardless
Dm
[Chorus - Plies:] I let my pants (My Pants)
Eb
Hang
Verse 4
low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Gm
Dm
I let my pants (My pants)
Eb
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Gm
'cause if you do,
Dm
Eb
4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Gm
Dm
I let my pants my pants,
Eb
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's
how shit go
Verse 5
Gm
[Hook - Plies:] Say I'm too
Eb
hood, might be
Don't give a damn what
you think about me
Gm
Dm
Eb
Say I'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what
Verse 6
you think about me, nigga
Gm
[Verse 2 - Plies:]
Eb
This where you find the most
snitches, and most guns
Go four little parnters right now, on the run
Gm
Dm
Eb
Half of the city fellas
other half got warrnts
Guns stay swole every first of the month
Gm
Eb
If you ain't got
5, you better not stunt
Hood cut throat, can't even front
Gm
Dm
Eb
Bentley al right,
get more attention than the donk
No shirt, pants saggin' with big charm
Gm
Dm
Eb
If it ain't top of the line,
I don't want that blunt
Geeked in this trap,
Gm
come through the front
Dm
Eb
Jack boys ridin',
tryna find what they want
Ball last night,
Gm
4 g's what I spunt
Eb
Police fuckin' wit me, better
take his lunch
'cause, if he get behind me,
Gm
Dm
Eb
then I'm gon' punch
554's under the hood, will run
'cause I'm from the hood,
Dm
and this is how it done
Verse 7
Gm
[Chorus - Plies:] I
let my pants (My Pants) Hang
Eb
Gm
Eb
low (Hang low)
Dm
Gm
Eb
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Gm
Eb
I let my pants (My pants)
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Gm
Eb
'cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
Gm
Eb
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Gm
Dm
I let my pants my pants,
Eb
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's
how shit go
Verse 8
Gm
[Hook - Plies:] Say I'm too
Eb
hood, might be
Don't give a damn what
you think about me
Gm
Dm
Eb
Say I'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me,
nigga
Verse 9
Gm
Eb
[Outro - Mannie Fresh
talking:]
Yaaahhhh, ladies and gentlemen
Gm
You're now listenin' to
Dm
Eb
the ghetto mu sic
And, this being supplied to you
by the realest in charge,
Gm
Eb
Plies, and the dude freggy fresh,
yeah
Outro 1
Good night ya'll
Gm
Dm
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
Dm
Eb
Gm
Dm
Eb
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