Mercenary - Viper

In the hood

There’s no other place for me

In the hood

There’s no place I’d rather be

Ghetto rules are hard to understand

It’s tough to survive if you don’t know a man

Thug deep, ballin' through the urban sands

Ridin' solo, wheels at my command

It seems that ghetto dreams

Are deep in my mind as they just beam

I can see 'em in the distance like a light

Making me do the thangs that I do, it’s alright

Stars down, ready for the sparkin'

Playa' on the scene, and you know I’m ghetto walkin'

I’m stompin', falling through a ghetto

Run up on my Glock, and you know it’s ghetto talkin'

All my homeboys, yeah they showin' much love

Like it’s comin' down, from above

So I keep on pressin' with these ghetto dreams

Ghetto beams, and ghetto things

In the hood

There’s no other place for me

In the hood

There’s no place I’d rather be

I’m flippin', and I’m fallin, and I’m kickin' so real

Everythang is chill, lick reveal

It’s amazing, matta fact, baller made

As I kick back, doin' this thang every day

But it’s called… it’s called R-A-P-P-I-N-G

And all my boys feel me

I ride with G’s I grew up with

And I ain’t even trippin', it’s a major lick

Them boys are all about they paper, and all about they cash

Movin' thangs quick, and movin' thangs fast

In this concrete jungle, as we’re bumpin' these woofers

In six by nines, with the on the South

Greater, later, left/right, faders

System heard for miles, and you know we ain’t no haters

We stackin' paper every day

Ballin', shot-callin', and killin' away

In the hood

There’s no other place for me

In the hood

There’s no place I’d rather be

Ghetto rules had me mad, but never sad

Planted in my head while I’m doin' our task

Thinkin' to myself, as the tape rewinds

A playa' gotta stay deep on his grind

I’m scoopin' up, one of them G’s

We’re bout to head downtown for a meetin' in the industry

The game of fame, and everythang is so legit

In this game we ain’t gon' neva' quit

My boy told me once «parlay and just play»

In this thang that’s real, for us to be made

I dwell amongst tall buildings, a city slicker

Keepin' it cool, so I’m blowin' up quicker

I’m chillin' like that boy said to do

Keepin' it cool, movin' with the ghetto rules

And understand the ghetto wells

The ghetto rules, and the ghetto tales

In the hood

There’s no other place for me

In the hood

There’s no place I’d rather be

In the hood

There’s no other place for me

In the hood

There’s no place I’d rather be