Jay Rock Trapped In the Hood song lyrics

Stepped out my project unit

Loaded my strap, hope I don't have to use it

Jumped in my magnum, gripping the magnum

Patrolling my hood, through the block just to see what's happenin'

Turnin' on the deuce, little kids out wrestlin' (?)

Got me thinking back when I used to flip off trash cans

That was '9-5, back when Beadie (?) ran the block

Doo Dog and Teez (?) had it on lock

With them crack spots rollin'

I used to sit and watch smokers cash they whole check for the rocks

Another sad day, (?) got shot, Lil Hit (?) got shot, then Q-Tip got popped

Over the years so many from the rolls and tears

We born to die, hummers never living in fear

Back on patrol, see whats popping up in the gym

The homies ballin', then they right back on they hustle again

Soon dice in the cup, police roll up

Everybody scattering trying to shake them cuffs

Gang injunction, can't really hang too much

Pointing out niggas? That'll get your cranium touched

That's why I see the homies with them things on tuck

Roll through don't know you didn't bangs gone bust (?)

Living off survival instincts, as they should

Gunplay, slinging yay, that's life in my hood

Niggas, hustlin', strugglin' just to make it daily, trapped up in the hood

(We hustle, we struggle, on that row, gotta go through troubles)

Niggas, hustlin', strugglin' just to make it daily, trapped up in the hood

(We bang, we slang, that's life in the hood, gotta make a little change)

When it was '9-5, watchin' Beadie (?) being observed

2001, I found myself on the curb

Rockin' it up, choppin' it down for them dollars

Niggas was wildin' up in the bushes with them choppers

Momma was hollin', put your pants up, she didn't know that was a problem

Pockets holdin' pistol and thousands, stomachs was growlin'

Lookin' for the next play

Homies run up in each other's spots just for that yay

Enemies come through, take the homie life away

Ride out, lay him down, coming back the next day

Had me ridin' for the turf

The big homie did it, so I had to put in work

Talk later, shoot first

That's the code that we livin' by, sippin' Remy, gettin' high

I was 16 with a semi and a 30i

I'm proud to be property of the black and white bricks

Young nigga fascinated with hood shit

Niggas, hustlin', strugglin' just to make it daily, trapped up in the hood

(We hustle, we struggle, on that row, gotta go through troubles)

Niggas, hustlin', strugglin' just to make it daily, trapped up in the hood

(We bang, we slang, that's life in the hood, gotta make a little change)