UGK Take Tha Hood Back (Ft. Slim Thug, Vicious & Middle Fingaz) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
[Bun B]

Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballas
Open up your mind
A lot of n____s hustlin backwards
Need to press rewind
Theres some n____s playin dirty pool
Bad cali bandits
They crossin up the trill
And man ya boy just can't stand it
Mothaf**kas need to be repremanded and straight jacked
These boys is givin the wrong n____s out here respect
Break ya neck to f**k wit a n____ to come from out ya hood
Ya doin s___ you know it cool
Until the good
Got kids movin work, hustlin by the school
Using ?? they hits stages, whole s___ on the cool
Matter fact, f**k the cool
You n____s need to hear me
Breakin bread with certified snitches
Don't come near me (don't come near me)
You n____s givin these canaries all these passes
F**kin gettin dough wit a snitch
Get in they a__es
I'm teachin classes, dope slangin 101
These hoe a__ n____s
Don't want nuttin but im takin they hood back

[Chorus]
[Slim Thug]
n____s get in, not goin fed
In 6 months your back?
I put his head
We takin the hood back
d___, i coulda swore they gave yo a__ 10 flat
Now your home, somethin wrong
We takin the hood back
You liar aight, but he aint got it like that
Hell naw, we takin the hood back
In the club like its good
In the hood and you a rat
Click clack mothaf**ka
We takin the hood back

[Verse 2]
I'm a G hell yea, oh boy
Got ya b____ lookin mad
While them fingas so full
I drink all while you n____s drink bull
But the boy like ?? bam got pool
And I was taught to hold my own
Picture spider lock ya down
Brotha burna zone, n____
Hell yea im bout dat
Shirt slacks all black
Come through sunny side
Leave yo house flat

[Verse 3]
For the paper
F**k small towns, go major
F**k a cell phone go pagers
Young low frazier
Shoot good with no lasers
And every shot hit, I don't throw no graza
Some killa talk n____
Some real talk n____
We tha fingaz around whoever killed off n____
And I put that on ? steve
Young low b____, I clap you and leave
Cuz i'm takin the hood back

[Verse 4]
An ounce and 8 grams
Enough to get yo a__ right
Ya smart wit it, get caught wit it
Enough to get yo a__ life
From out here in these trenches
Aint no f**kin love or second chances
Long time offender
Lose yo a__, get enhanced
Speak not, yo mouth shut
Investigate the whole place
Make em think its cool
While that n____ round the whole day
The game ain't the same
It all changed for the worst
n____ got the less time cuz he came wit it first
See I disperse to dope the most convicted felons
Strictly Gs, no more glock s___, rock s___
Strictly keys
I kiss my paper
I was taught to hold a n____s (own)
Cold blooded killas, dope dealers
Sorry n____s, I'm alert
I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top and s___
I show you how to stop that b____
Get ignit wit this choppa b____
Tomorrow aint promised
Snitch today, die tonight
We know your spot, me and my n____s gon ride tonight

[Verse 5]
[Pimp C]
I'm takin back the streets
Thang on the C
On parole but I'm cold wit the heat
Candy coated rock balla
20 chop crawla
b____es tryna steal my d___
I ain't bout to call her
Theres a lot of n____s rappin, playin games
I don't see none of the s___
That you name
Where the car at (uh)
Where the bread at (uh)
Where the girl you say ya got the 5 head at (uh)
Where the rocks at (uh)
Where the glocks at (uh)
In yo mind and on the mic
The only place is at
Thats my lifestyle im rappin bout
I'm havin everything you p____ n____s laughin bout
When you see some cocaine
You say you got it n____
Bring me 10 thangs
He gotta call his connect and s___
And he ain't got you con-vict
n____ i'm takin my hood back