[Intro]

Yo, can you raise the mic stand a little bit?

Must have been little niggas in here before me

Yo...

[Chorus]

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

[Verse 1]

Rubber band ‘round my knock, black tape on handle

Four five got six shots if niggas want gamble

Pack by the billboard, that thing on the hip

I’d rather do a bullet than for niggas think I slipped

Scully on the head, thick vest over the ribs

My bitch walkin’ up the block, my girl in the crib

Hammer under the pillow, money in the hand

Told her to close her eyes and squeeze if niggas come vamp her

Couple of niggas out of state, work in the dash

Spent a week in every county searchin’ for cash

Screw on the face, razor in the shoes

In case of scuffle in the pen, K will never lose

No rings on the finger, brass on the knuckles

I re-up with a hundred large cash in the duffel

Leather on the back, pit with no leash

We sweepin' for Muhammad

If problems, we don’t need police

Medalion on the link, crowns on the [?]

Use rhymes as commercial

Need four pound? We got them

[Chorus]

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

[Verse 2]

Air in my pockets, money on my mind

Sweatsuit and sneakers, ‘cause I’m runnin’ from my crime

Tints on my windows, stash by the seat

It’s a stick up, I pull up next to you flashing the heat

Twinkle in my eye, mask on my grill

I ask for it once then I’m blastin’ the steel

Party in the projects, hoes in the lobby

End of the night, thickest one, I’m holdin’ a body

Cheeba in the dutch, hulk in the glass

Low bind some fly niggas hopin’ I crash

Brush chrome on the rims, my path for bachelors

He was solo with pretty ladyfriend passengers

Scars on my frame, courage on my arms

If they make another bible, I'm writing the psalms

Callus on my palms, diddy in my bop

Crew large enough to get the city on lock

Wrinkles on my skin, grays in my hair

I told y’all, whoever want to bring it: I’m here

[Chorus]

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

Every facet of the hood I rep, trust me

Till a nigga touch me and death do me ugly

[Outro]

Multilocks on the door

Alarms on the windows

I know if niggas come

It’s gonna be far from genial

You know, I got Brooklyn in my heart

Bronx got my back

I did dirt in the past

Now I’m constantly strapped