Ain't Nuttin Changed (Instrumental)

(*Prod. by DJ Premier) [Hook: (2x)] [Akon Samples: "Blaq Poet"] (When I come to the hood) "You know what's poppin'" (Ain't nuttin changed) "You know what's on" (When I come to the hood) "It's like woooo-aaahhh! " Ain't nuttin' changed 'Po whatchu gonna do man? [Verse 1:] "We still gettin' money Bitches still actin' funny They wanna hold some Can't get shit from me I'm back on the block Passin' the rock Got my young squad You don't want 'em [? ] the [? ] Rhyme veteran ready to get it in Way before fifth I was hated by many men When I come to the hoodddd You know I'm creepin' Leave you leakin' Missiles heat seekin' Nuttin' to talk about Fo' pound in your mouth New-York in the house I dare you to walk it out Straight [? ] Fight till' the finish Niggaz get the [? ] [? ] that mean [? ] Millionaire rappers still wanna envy me They wish they was mini-me I'm sick on any beat" [Hook: (2x)] (When I come to the hood) "You know what's poppin'" (Ain't nuttin changed) "You know what's on" (When I come to the hood) [Verse 2:] Niggaz need those I'm on a hill, where all the fiends go Big bottle of yack, the big gat Niggaz fall back, I got the biggest crap And when it's time to go, I go hard Fuck the police they got a job, I got a job Ain't nuttin' changed, except the weather Except the [? ], except the nigga got better After all these years and all these [? ] I got niggaz still running in fear, why? I ain't killin' nuttin', I ain't lettin' nuttin' die, Niggaz know the repercussions if they fucking try Shine up, stand up and a puff to ya Besides that? Blaq Poet, a lovely guy Run around have fun in the hood Get love from my [? ] when I come in the hood [Hook: (2x)] (When I come to the hood) "You know what's poppin'" (Ain't nuttin changed) "You know what's on" (When I come to the hood) [Verse 3:] Ain't nuttin' changed, niggaz still pop in the rain Things still come from the train Still got a [? ] motherfuckers no change Niggaz still on the block Holdin' em thangs Some disappeared like motherfucking Blaine Some got hang, some comin' home Some in the zone, They all can't wait till' I tell 'em that a song Blaq Poet army across New-York Ya'll niggaz don't even talk [? ] where the fuck Screwball disciples get at you, Niggaz don't like you, BASEBALL BAT YOU Or sit up on a roof, and snipe you, Miles away, 50 cal rifle A real gangsta is good in any hood A real goon comin' soon to your hood [Hook: (2x)] (When I come to the hood) "You know what's poppin'" (Ain't nuttin changed) "You know what's on" (When I come to the hood)