The Hood Comes First

The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first If you ain't knew me, you don't know me You could be a sign I couldn't show me Your girl thinks I'm a nose, so she blows me Praise the pattern, please pardon all that's hard Overnight, we about to get blown like farting There's lots of thick blonde broads, big strong cores Tricks on board and lots of quick-tongued frauds A lot are sitting on my tip like foreskin Rappin' quicker more often, and bringing 'em more friends or orphans To a style they own, flow they could own, so they creep the clone and get the bone Since I'm the leader of the jump They should've called me Captain Kangaroo If I anger you, here's a finger to Put it somewhere warm and tight Leave it in all night, now you don't rhyme or walk right I hate the way that some bring things So when I see 'em, I'ma up and kick 'em in the ding-ding The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first I'ma put 'em in the bomb, just to show 'em they can blow up Hope the fools show up, I'ma brag when I grow up There's no luck and a quick fast buck when I'm rollin' up with the shim-sham strut This is the way we roll, we stole I heard the running man ran, now you running out of fans I jam jam with Mike the Man To watch your mouth sell hand, hip-hop with heavy ready the expand We never sell out, the only way we sold out We sell out, the shows and we yell out "Hoo!" And if you ain't know We shaking ankles, elbows, and any dancers on the floor Hearing there's a horny girl back Getting back at rap, screaming she's momma the mack Licking cracks for tracks There's only one queen, Latifah, that's that Ya days when I was bitching and the other 20 on your back Now you wonder why you got jacked 'Cause if you diss one member of the Flavor, the whole Unit's coming back Remember that, or get trapped By the pack in black, so hide ya gat The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first The hood no matter bad or worse comes first KayGee's cutting spots, headbutt crooked cops The hood's hot, bustin' props Couldn't pop the cop with a slingshot You played post and boast, we came to roast Are we even? If you're still breathing, we ain't even close I.O.U., we drop the 'O', drop your whole sugar-free flow You wanna write a diss, you shoulda made it so we never know Now we do, now you're through, the Flavor Crew is after you To Iron Mike and Slick Rick, slip the Naughty names on the list And leave room for a 90-man clique We saw the Rodney King thing and snapped We shoulda left our homes alone and went to paint the White House black If radio can't flow 'cause there's no goody-good verse Tell 'em the hoody-hood comes first