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[Cam'ron (intro)]You do what you do where you liveI do what i do where i liveThat's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is niggauhh, Killer, uhh, Prease, uhh, Vacant Lot, Diplomat, uhhKiller, family nigga, yo, uhh, Killer, uhh, yo yo yo...[verse one]Where i'm from kids get it hecticBut get arrested but get respectedPiss infested, dislexicTake caution money, for extortion moneyGirls fate just for abortion moneyHoney no day you'll play me onFlip water, nuttin' like avionType a shit my niggas get gravy onMoney missin', might find your baby goneThe way we bond, Cam got ta spray these armsHave you relocate, like Kay Reconn (?)Crazy don, crazy cons girl fuckPut they ladies on, me i'll go crazy on?One chick told me give her a loanShit, only thing i leave you is aloneIndeed you could bone, lemme read you a poemMom no good for ya, it's da hood for ya[chorus]My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...yo yo yo[verse two]Now it's gangs out hereCats pass we flaggin', blue n red rags we bragginLook out y'all, here the padon wagonCops or punks, hit em with the pumpNigga wanna front, Killer give 'em what they wantRoll 'em up in the rug, dump they body in the trunkEat hoe heat low kill slow like mosquitoNow we dead if i ever did doubt of herYou want these streets? tryin' to get out of 'emGotta leave 'fore they see Cam foldWhere they don't speak Englas or Espaniol, noWhere i go they don't spit that rap, they say"Ching chang maka halia"Yeah, shit like that!Get my gat, click my clackCam's killin' this, i write for niggasAm i a vantriloquiste?Ya feelin' this, niggas pump ya krills ta disBe carefull, Harlem World will get this[chorus]My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...yo yo yo...[verse three]Cats wanna talk shit, i don't throw back trash at 'emI come thru in a drop top, laugh at 'emWit the girls behind me, bout ta throw a pass at 'emThey with me stupid, now Ma, blast at 'emCats fire when i'm walkin' by like JFK junior, y'all talkin' flyI give em Macaulay Culkin lie, Dolly Parton high, they all can buyGot it for saleAnd i don't run the crack spotOpperation is a jag drop, rag mop, access with a laptopOne of the have-nots to brick moneyThen i came thru in the six yummyYa whole click sick tummyBut be carefull, out in this gameBuyers, supliers, yo they wearin' wiresBut come up in the world, if i twirl you fryGot killed like a bitch hair; curled and dyed[chorus]My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs (thugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...My hood (hood!), guns (guns!), drugs (drugs!)What it is it good for? absolutely nothin' nothin' nothin'...[repeat x2][outro]Yo yo yo, yo this for every hoodEvery poverty, my whole NYC Harlem eastsideMy cats down in ATL you win! keep it krump MiamiKeep it off the chain, Cat Gatti i see you in Green BoroughGet money, VA my guys out in CHI-town, the whole caliWestside, LA, bay area, Dego, Houston, Dallas, MemphisKeep it krump, Detroit, i see everybodyEvery hood, every ghetto, everything is a povertyWe love y'all, Dip-Set, Killer Cam, Jim Jones, Freaky, hoooo!more