Back to the Hood (Moves to Make)

Yeah, they ain't give me no options
Inglewood, nigga name ringin', Hollywood to Compton
Chromed out Benz got the girlies watchin'
Gotta keep a gun when you're raised in violence
Ghettoburg, hemmed up, cuffed on the curb
On our block, where we protect and serve
Duckin' a cell, young, wild as hell
Back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool
Ain't nobody
On my level (Ain't nobody)
Puttin' on for the ghetto (Ain't nobody)
Now back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool (Ain't nobody)
On my level (Ain't nobody)
Puttin' on for the ghetto (Ain't nobody)
Now back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool
You could die if you move wrong
Made a left turn, now he dead and gone
Blood pumpin', now retaliation is a must
Pray that we don't miss, in God we trust
I'm finna buy me a lowrider
Uzi in the stash, dodgin' the crash
Product of the ghetto, so he built to last
Hard to stay in the present when you defined by your past
Now back to the future, made you some money, so the devil recuit you
But check this out, cracker
You'll never own me, mother**** the masters
Duckin' a cell, young, wild as hell
Back to the hood, I got
Duckin' a cell, young, wild as hell
Back, back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool
Ain't nobody
On my level (Ain't nobody)
Puttin' on for the ghetto (Ain't nobody)
Now back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool (Ain't nobody)
On my level (Ain't nobody)
Puttin' on for the ghetto (Ain't nobody)
Now back to the hood, I got dope to sell, fool