Rep Your Hood

It's a cold fuckin world getting worse everyday 
We gotta make this money we gott get paid 
No matter how hard times get 
I always know where i'm from, I fuckin love where i'm at 
No matter how you're livin, this is the life you've been given 
You gotta hustle for yours until your pockets get fat 
You gotta know where you're from 
You gotta love where you're at 

Pour some liquor out for the ones we've lost. 
But the ones that survive, always keep by your side 
til the day that you die 
keep your fist in the sky 
REP YOUR HOOD 

My friends have always got my back when we walk these streets 
So i keep them close to my heart like a Jacob Piece 
We'll be down till the day we're dead in the ground 
we're the kings of this shit. 
you cant touch this crown 

From the dirty fuckin south 
To the wild fuckin west 
you gotta hold you and yours down 
who gives a fuck about the rest