Tom: G minor
Verse 1
Bm
G
[Intro - Plies Talking:]
Aye, man, muthafucka just told me to pull
my pants up homie (What?)
Bm
G
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka and told him
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Verse 2
Bm
[Chorus - Plies:] I let my pant
s (My Pants)
G
Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Bm
F#m
I let my pants (My pants)
G
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Bm
G
'cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
Bm
G
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Bm
I let my pants my pants,
G
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and
Bm
G
that's how shit go
Verse 3
Bm
[Verse 1 - Plies:]
G
I'm from the home of goon,
city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life,
you ain't want no problems
Bm
F#m
G
If you sweet and you know it,
fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, fuck
Bm
with no revolvers
G
Real street nigga, need a real good lawyer
Bm
Last two cases, fault both charges
F#m
In the hood,
G
couple rules that you must follow
If you don't then,
Bm
slugs fill your body
G
Want my pa per, get my shawty
Bm
Hustle all day, try to ride big body
F#m
G
Been with three dope boys,
hood call ha garbage
Will I still fuck'a, I don't know,
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yeah, prolly
G
Just a hood nigga with a lot
of swagg shawty
Who I hang with the most,
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G
prolly my 40
Been labeled a goon,
that's what the hood call me
Bm
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie,
that's regardless
F#m
[Chorus - Plies:] I let my pants (My Pants)
G
Hang
Verse 4
low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Bm
F#m
I let my pants (My pants)
G
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Bm
'cause if you do,
F#m
G
4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Bm
F#m
I let my pants my pants,
G
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's
how shit go
Verse 5
Bm
[Hook - Plies:] Say I'm too
G
hood, might be
Don't give a damn what
you think about me
Bm
F#m
G
Say I'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what
Verse 6
you think about me, nigga
Bm
[Verse 2 - Plies:]
G
This where you find the most
snitches, and most guns
Go four little parnters right now, on the run
Bm
F#m
G
Half of the city fellas
other half got warrnts
Guns stay swole every first of the month
Bm
G
If you ain't got
5, you better not stunt
Hood cut throat, can't even front
Bm
F#m
G
Bentley al right,
get more attention than the donk
No shirt, pants saggin' with big charm
Bm
F#m
G
If it ain't top of the line,
I don't want that blunt
Geeked in this trap,
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come through the front
F#m
G
Jack boys ridin',
tryna find what they want
Ball last night,
Bm
4 g's what I spunt
G
Police fuckin' wit me, better
take his lunch
'cause, if he get behind me,
Bm
F#m
G
then I'm gon' punch
554's under the hood, will run
'cause I'm from the hood,
F#m
and this is how it done
Verse 7
Bm
[Chorus - Plies:] I
let my pants (My Pants) Hang
G
Bm
G
low (Hang low)
F#m
Bm
G
I'm from the hood and this how
shit go (I'm from the hood)
Bm
G
I let my pants (My pants)
hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
Bm
G
'cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
Bm
G
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Bm
F#m
I let my pants my pants,
G
hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's
how shit go
Verse 8
Bm
[Hook - Plies:] Say I'm too
G
hood, might be
Don't give a damn what
you think about me
Bm
F#m
G
Say I'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me,
nigga
Verse 9
Bm
G
[Outro - Mannie Fresh
talking:]
Yaaahhhh, ladies and gentlemen
Bm
You're now listenin' to
F#m
G
the ghetto mu sic
And, this being supplied to you
by the realest in charge,
Bm
G
Plies, and the dude freggy fresh,
yeah
Outro 1
Good night ya'll
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