Trip To the Hood - Lil Mabu

Uh, back to the hood of things Finally the TDRE is representing the PA So back up and all you loud mouths shut the hell up It's time to talk about the rumors we been hearing Stab me in my back and when I see you, chump you cheering You really jealous 'cause we're doing things, going places I should smack the phony smile off your face Before I made it, it was Jack Rules Town Yeah, so give me 30 cash for a fifty dollar food stamp That's the way it was and still is But people say we sold out since we hit the business uh Uh, so I decided to produce a gangsta swing To take it back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) 4x Uh, you used to be down, uh, you used to be poor, uh But now you're all that, because you do tours People call me Campbell because they think I'm suit Up on myself because I made a little loot You got famous model Benz, a Rollie through the hood Yeah, and the old dirty burger joint still smellin' good Uh, to show you ain't a damn thing change So come correct fool when you flex my name And if you don't punk, I gotta let you know Good Times is our favorite show Yeah, so here's a little funky gangsta swing To take you back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) 6x Ayo, R can we smack 'em with a third verse? Hell yeah! Well it's the third time the wreck shop'll get busy I'm with friends so way more open up so I can make my entry I'ma talk about the shit that been killing me 'Cause you been bumpin' your guns like Wrigleys G Sayin' he sounds like this, he sounds like that He sounds like this, he sounds like that Oh, what the fuck sounds like a nut in the middle of your gut Because you're full of jealousy because my fans love me Allah gave me talent, uh, so all praises to the Lord, see That's why I had to smack you with a gangsta swing To take you back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) Well it's the 4th runner-up, last but not least It's the C-K-E-L to the Y, G You see my brother sold crack for a Benz That's when I had to step right up and put my two cents in How come you don't shoot craps like you used to? None of your business, get out of my face, fool Uh, because you're makin' me nervous And I'm about to knock you in your teeth Some say stone styles'll try to baffle I'm the real record and you just a weak sample Yeah, that's why he came up with a gangsta swing, uh To take you fools back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things)

I went down to the water With the help of my father Out of the lake in mid-june I pulled my car, Mabu I need an engine that runs It came down to the wire Put the pump to the tire It gets me high It makes her go Now, that she's gone (so soon) I need a car like Mabu And you know, she'll come around I need an engine that runs I drive my car through lakes and lagoons, oh oh oh I drive my car, my car mabu, oh oh oh And I know, when she's gone I swear I'll change I need a car (I miss her anyway) I need an engine that runs

Hahaha, say no more All good things end, we all heard that one before Whoever said that shit better prepare for a war 'Cause I'm good, I'll pass it on to generations and more As I should 'Cause I'm here and ain't no stoppin' of course I started dancing with my pen, I made the paper my floor I'm 'bout to be carrying the game, I better strengthen my core Are you happy where you're at? I said "No bueno señor" If I knew my time was coming, I'd be waitin' too (I'd be waitin' too) Dead or alive, I swear to God I'll make it through (I'll make it through) I lost my brothers to this shit, look to the sky and I salute I looked my brother in his eyes, I almost cried, I miss you too (I miss you too) I needed help, they slammed the door Now I don't need shit, they offer favors like I'm poor (favors like I'm poor) I'm speeding fast, hope I don't crash I see red lights and I don't slow I hope I make it home Can't help but look around and say "This where I, this where I belong" Yeah, but at what cost? Should I have spent time with friends instead of being a boss? Should I have put down the mic and maybe take up lacrosse? I been tryna find myself and now my childhood's lost Wish I could put myself in ice, hope I never defrost I'm tryna call my younger years, but they won't answer my call at all I love my fam', but it's not showin' at all I ain't been playing catch with pops or chasing after a ball, oh God Wait a minute I do this for myself I do this for the people who ain't wanna wish me well So I, I gotta stay focused, I can't get knocked off my track I do this for my so-called friends, hatin' behind my back And those same people been congratulating me lately "Oh my God Mabu, it's so impressive, you been goin' crazy" I just smile and shake they hand, it's kinda funny man Always knew my biggest haters would be my biggest fans Say no more All good things end, we all heard that one before Yeah, whoever said that shit better prepare for a war 'Cause I'm good, I'll pass it on to generations and more As I should, 'cause I'm here and ain't no stoppin' of course I started dancin' with my pen, I made the paper my floor I'm 'bout to be carrying the game, I better strengthen my core Are you happy where you're at? I said "No bueno señor" (I said "No bueno señor") (Are you happy where you're at? I said "No bueno señor")