SPM - In My Hood (Official Audio) Chords

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One, two, buckle that fool, he's fuckin' with me [B] if he's fuckin' with [A] you.
Heal wood to my bones, to my chromosomes, [G#m] got two forty-fo's, so I'm not [E] home alone.
[C#m] Push a pencil like a Sloan on a Saturday night, I choke a hole from my throat [B] like I'm grabbin' the mic.
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_ They bought me a used dirt bike, [G#m] a year later it was used to [E] surf white.
[C#m] Get a bird on top of us, punk ass officers, mad cause my closet [B] full of guns and nauticas.
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Rockin' up duckies for fiends and junkies, [G#m] got more cheese than Chucky's and get my weed [E] from others.
[C#m] It's all lovely, just bought a pit bull puppy, that's guaranteed to make [G#m] me a shit full of money.
[A] Man, I just couldn't study in school, I was nervous, [G#m] so I left.
I can't even write [E] in [C#m] cursive.
What do you see in my hood?
[E] I see [C#m] gangsters _ everywhere, _ _ _ _ _ [G#m]
everywhere.
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What do you see in my hood?
_ [G#m] I see gangsters _ [A] _
everywhere, _ _ _ _ _ [G#m]
everywhere.
_ _ _ _ [E] And [C#m] I'm goin' live, liver than the rest, I told my mom while I'm locked, take [B] it as a test.
Up [A] in Garza [A] West, smokin' on a skinny square, [G#m] three more and I believe I can get [E] me there.
[C#m] I'll be home soon, I promise that, I'll be trippin' cause now they [B] say my daughter rap.
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Seven years old, they say she real [G#m]
cold, she my motherfuckin' life, [E] for real [C#m] though.
Lord knows that he got me here for a reason, what it [B] is I don't know, but your boy [A]
breathin', they didn't kill me.
So now them hoes gotta [G#m] feel me, I been slingin' since I got [E] kicked out [C#m] of Millby.
Last ten years, been a cold jungle, in the streets [B] sellin' dope to my own [A]
uncle.
Born bug, they gon' hate me till I'm [G#m] bagged up, in my casket I'll probably [E] still be [C#m] handcuffed.
What do you see in my _ hoods?
[E] I see gangsters [A] _
everywhere, _ _ _ _ _ [G#m]
everywhere.
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What do you see in my _ [G#m] hoods?
I see gangsters [A] _
everywhere, _ _ _ _ [G#m] everywhere.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [C#m] I come from the slums, Southside, Houston, changed to a screw son the day school moved on and I miss him.
Wish I could hug and kiss him, [B] he was askin' for help, but no one would listen.
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Reminiscing, actin' like a fool at Roxy, jealous niggas lookin' but refuse to box me.
I don't blame em though, I would jump on stage [B] and flow, and holla fuck the police and the [C#m] radio.
They can't stop me, but certainly them hoes can try, I started broke [E] house back when I was smokin' [A] fry.
In the pen, I just wish I had one [G#m] made, I swear to God these hoes hate [E] to see us [C#m] paid.
Just made big spread, with roast beef, got my boy [G#m] pullin' meat out his grown [A]
teeth.
On the mic, I destroy any [G#m] earthling, my new song called Pussy [E] Meat and Burger [C#m] King.
What do you see in my hood?
[B] I see [C#m] gangsters _ everywhere, _ _ _ _ _ [G#m]
everywhere.
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_ _ gangsters everywhere, everywhere. _ _ _ _
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