Yeah, yeah, yeah      Lil' Tyrone tired of gettin' his ass whipped, so he holdin' that get down   His momma think it's my fault, 'cause he listened to 'Back Down'   Bobby was a fuckin' bum, he pumpin' backs now   He need some fresh chicks, white T's and fitted hats now   Uncle Rock a wino, he won't put the 'gnac down   Eric had the jump shop, but he's smokin' crack now   The Lunatics, the Lost Boyz, Cheeks shit is whack now   Country blew trial, them crackers got him on his back now   And Sean, runnin' round with his fuckin' get now   Up in niggaz cribs, sayin' where that money at pal?   Now Sandra from BK I seen her out in Houston   That bitch travelled the world, she runnin' round boostin'   Now Toya got these bad-ass kids, they a nuisance   Her baby daddies never come around, they useless   Every now and then I come through on some new shit   Pearly white six or some chrome deuce-deuces      I'm so hood, I can't help it   I'm so hood, I can't help it   Love me for bein' me, 'cause I can't change it   Can't rearrange it, I am what I am   So love me for bein' me      I'm so hood, I can't help it   I'm so hood, I can't help it   Love me for bein' me, 'cause I can't change it   Can't rearrange it, I am what I am   So love me for bein' me      When I was six man, momma told me god don't like ugly   I fell, scraped my face, and thought god must don't love me   Saw Owen every mornin' before school, he sell dope   Niggaz keep whuppin' nut ass 'cause he sell soap   Charlie be beggin' all the time, he stay broke   Flip be down on one O nine, rollin' up smoke   Shameek, he a thief, catch a stunt in a stolen car   He that nigga that you call when you crashin' into a bar   See they love me 'cause I rap now, but they don't like me   I been locked up three times and they ain't write   Stevie a punk, but fuck what he say, he can get mean quick   Pop shots at you, Esau must suck a mean dick   The block's hot, D's jump out on us almost all the time   They watch us from the buildin' but niggaz still be on the grind   Wayne used to call the cops and tell them G had a nine   'Til G put that gun in Donrad seat and said it wasn't mine      I'm so hood, I can't help it   I'm so hood, I can't help it   Love me for bein' me, 'cause I can't change it   Can't rearrange it, I am what I am   So love me for bein' me      I'm so hood, I can't help it   I'm so hood, I can't help it   Love me for bein' me, 'cause I can't change it   Can't rearrange it, I am what I am   So love me for bein' me