V.) [PRODEJE] Everytime I'm in the hood, I be reminiscin' Thinkin' about my Locs outta dead or in prison How we used to chop it up, how we used to kick
waistline Knee deep in that shit that you like to call a gangsta Diggin' in your brains if I bring the Flow to your door, can I come on in? Kick my game
I wanna do is kick it with my homies (chillin' in the hood) Regulatin' B.G.'s Slow it down Locs or you might get smoked And I don't wanna have to goin' hoo-ride Game
