This Is My Hood (We Run This)

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah!
Yeah
Get back nigga
Get back nigga
Click clack, nigga
Take that nigga
Get back nigga
Get back nigga
Click clack nigga
Take (Uh) that nigga (Wooo wee) (Yea)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I'm six-fourin', liq pourin' California dope smokin' (Uhh)
It's just me and my bitch, and we're both chokin'
I'm still frontin', yea
Still stuntin', yea
Niggas shootin', but they ain't hittin' nuttin', it's the full fledged massacre if I get murked
B-B's hittin' ya shirt (Uh huh)
Then ya hittin' the dirt (Uh huh)
So where your homeboys in the corner flippin' your work
Head shot, blowin' shots now your dick don't work (Oh!)
And I bought 'em silencers so nuttin' moves when they splatter you, the same one Tom Cruise used in Collateral (Woo)
Niggas actin' like we ain't bring New York back wit them hits (Hits)
I should be on your baseball cap matter fact (Uh)
Y'all ain't worthy to talk about us (Us)
Ya broke niggas can't even afford a tour bus (Bus)
I just closed out on a mansion and the pad's all plush
And I can't buy shit without makin' the mall rush, yea (Yea!)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
This is my block
My town, my city, we run this
I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea
I'm still smokin', yea
Wheels pokin', yea
Niggas don't put it down like that
This is my hood (Yea)
My state, my borough, G-Unit!
Niggas is down for the trouble, yea
I'm still mackin', yea
Still strappin', yea
Niggas don't put (Uh) it down like that

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo]
You should see the ice grills when I approach my block
The drop got they face tighter than the Botox shot (Woo)
Listen homie (Yeah)
Ner one of you rap (I got these niggas Banks don't worry about it) niggas know me, matter fact Tony (Yea, yea)
Handle these muhfuckers (Here we go!) for me

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Ayo this ain't a democracy this a dictatorship
My whip is bulletproof, go 'head nigga spray the shit
I'm rich, I got your bitch eyeballin' my wrist
While you next to her eye fuckin' the six (Come on!)
Nigga the way that I rap I pat myself on the back
While you couldn't make a hit with Sammy Sosa's bat
And these niggas in the industry can't see me
It's the Schwarzenegger of rap, Terminator 3 (Break it down now!)
We run New York like Frank White and Jimmy Jump (Yeah!)
Ninas on my waist, Mac Milly in the trunk (Yeah!)
Remote detonator, C4 in the Jag, you get blown to smithereens like bombs in Baghdad, yeah!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
This is my block (Yea)
My town, my city, we run this
I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea
I'm still smokin', yea
Wheels pokin', yea
Niggas don't put it down like that
This is my hood (Yea)
My state, my borough, G-Unit!
Niggas is down for the trouble, yea
I'm still mackin', yea
Still strappin', yea
Niggas don't put it down (Uh) like that
This is my block (Yea)
My town, my city, we run this
I got a hunnid niggas wit me, yea
I'm still smokin', yea
Wheels pokin', yea
Niggas don't put it down like that
This is my hood (Yea)
My state, my borough, G-Unit!
Niggas is down for the trouble, yea
I'm still mackin', yea
Still strappin', yea
Niggas don't put it down (Uh) like that