If My Hood Could Talk

A-Pinks

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    [Intro:]
    No place like home
    There's no place like home
    There's no place like, (Ravenswood motherfucker)
    There's no place like home
    No place like home
    There's no place lke home
    There's no place like, (tap my shoes twice)

    [x2:]
    If my hood could talk
    If my hood could talk
    If my hood could talk(she would say)

    [Verse:]
    Nineteen fifty-four, I came in the world
    And since my date of birth I've been the same little girl
    The double-edged sword, the pain and the pearls
    Pops named me Ravenswood I got sisters in every borough
    Some of them is pussy most of them is thorough
    Queensbride that's my heart she's closest to me (whew!)
    Me and Wooodside don't get down like that
    Can't even speak to Astoria, she always making stories up
    My little nephews out in 40 is warriors
    Fresh ass nieces through Cyprus don't call as much
    Heard Marcy and Tompkins was warring but
    You know how family is, either way I love all of them the same
    I should, my bloods thicker than H20
    And ain't no water in my vein
    Wild as a child did my adolescent thing
    But shit really changed when I met that nigga Cane
    He was fucking with my brain, licking on my clit
    Had a big dick, plus he bought me a chain
    I was hooked, then I looked in the mirror
    Realized it was real, my whole life down the drain(like)

    [Chorus:]
    If my hood could talk
    If my hood could talk
    If my hood could talk(she would say)
    [repeat]
    I love to smoke and I love to drink
    And yeah! I'm a bitch and fuck what you think
    Nigga mind your biz, I do what I want
    I am who I am and that's how it is

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    [Verse:]
    Crushed all your dreams, birthed your nightmares
    Made a 1-3 worth the Nike Airs
    Devil in the flesh when church was right there
    But you got to love me 'cause you a product of me
    I know I got a little temper, but I bathe everyday
    Why the white people hiding from me
    Housing keep my hair did, I'm over fifty still looking good
    But my insides is ugly
    Heart made of stone, lungs full of shell cases
    How could so many motherfuckers call me home
    Colon swollen of broken promises, the codes you supposed to follow is
    Written on my skin, along with the cameras that Bloomber put in
    'Cause even if you ain't they're assuming is
    I ain't all bad though, theres some positive
    You'll acquire knowledge you'll never get in no colleges

    [Chorus]

    [Verse:]
    The Brown family part of the wildest story to date
    "The Boss" and the whole city came to the wake
    The game ain't the same Snake got 25
    And James changed his name, it's a shame (do the math)
    The homie Marquise did his thing on the Ave
    'Till the reprecussions came for snatching a nigga chain
    And Balboa tell you all about pain
    He went to grouphome instead of the 7th grade
    I take a look at the hustlers that never made it
    And think where would I be without my pen and paper
    R.I.P. to all the patnas that's slain
    Ta lived in my building, O was my man!
    And Tone introduced Rome to the cane
    The path is set please don't make it memory lane
    You know what it's like growing up where I came from
    Bunch of future stars that never became none
    What's crazy is, you can replace the names I used
    And any hood nigga can relate......
    Any hood nigga can relate

    [Chorus]

    [Outro:]
    A. Pinks talking
    Dedicated to every housing projects in the world

    New York City... we back!

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