Hoodmof is the fam I don't need no gang 
Ride the shoulder if I want I don't need no lane
Your bars to dry
you a snake no lie
and fonie to ya homies
you run when it's beef
but talk all tuff
when I hear you on the beat 
I know you not street
I can tell by ya feet
I can tell by the look you gave
so shook afraid
you can run
I'm Jason when chasing that ass
had it tie tight
whined up breaking the bag
like that torture rack
bones breaking it's bad 
with a smile on my face
why so serious
you gd in any hood
come to mine if you could
NiceTown homey
they starving
they hungry
and they don't need no help
they'll do it by they lonely
ya expecting the og's to check you
hit with 14
ya whole team
will get cleaned
then they asked him his age
he said he was 14




Da Doc