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