Yah hood..ta my kneck of tha woods//
we swangin goods thats stolen....//
or whatever dope thats rollin...you dont know the heat we holdin//
similar ta Shaq..scrapped wit a Mac..yo dont know how deep these streets goin//
junkies beggin for crack...//
ta young niggaz headin somewhere worse..like snatch a purse for a pack//
you know powder cain..//
sniffin up grams...of that slam...get beefed up an do a coward thang//
like knockin out tha power mayne...an kickin your door in//
while you relaxed sittin back in tha bed gettin a snore in//
but hey I luv it!!!see all tha kids grow up in tha public.. you cant ignore them//
and tha sexiest females..an bootleg liqour//
but tha next time you come threw my hood... loose tha red niggaz...


tha next word is "domain"