[Hook - 2x]
Round here, there's nothing but thug niggas
Down here, nothing but hard heads
Round here, nothing but straight killas down here
And if you really want to know
[Magic]
I'm from the city of the wickedest, cut throat connivers
We keeps it gutter, till the day that we die
We ɾoam the stɾeets at dark, all [Em]we got [Fm7]to [C7]survive
Is our hands and [Bm]our heart, our balls and [Bm]our word
Just for [Dm7]sitting in my [A]hood, I be [Am]screaming until I'm horse
You ever touch one of mine, I'm coming for [Dm7]you [A7and [Bm]yours
If you [A7ain't got [Fm7]to [C7]jack in the murder, you [A7ain't shit
When you [A7hear the blacka-blacka, you [A7know somebody got [Fm7]hit
Hope it ain't none of mine, and [Bm]if it's mine
I be [Am]coming to [C7]get you [A7die tɾying, survival of the fittest
We the sickest no disrespect, but these boys got [Fm7]heart
It could be [Am]the dope, but these boys play the part
Murder capital, just a couple years back
In my [A]city, itching to [C7]put us ɾight back on [C7]the map
When you [A7hear the click-clack, you [A7know it's time to [C7]smash
Playa in chest-tolic, catch a bullet in the ass
[Hook - 2x]
[Magic]
I still hustled the block, I keep on [C7]cock the 17 shots
I'm a 9th Ward nigga, so I can't be [Am]stopped
Fill a X fill a boy, whatever get us high
With money on [C7]my [A]mind, so somebody bound to [C7]die
Be careful what you [A7say, cause if my [A]people feel played
You bound to [C7]get sprayed, hole in your fade
I'm in between your braids, we love cracking domes
We love car jacking, and [Bm]breaking in people homes
Love concealing weapons, illegal firearms
I'm a felon, ain't no papers on [C7]this pistol in my [A]palm
Suicidal, murder mo' common [C7]than crawfish
Nigga die, we second line ain't that a (bi-ay-itch)
Nigga got [Fm7]your number, no need to [C7]wonder
Who put, lil' whodi under
Crooked ass police force, them [A]the biggest dope dealers
New Orleans made us killas my [A]nigga, you [A7got [Fm7]to [C7]feel us
[Hook - 2x]
This for [Dm7]my [A]thug and [Bm]thugettes, niggas in the ghet's
Throw up your hood nigga, ɾepresent your set
[Hook - 2x]
(*talking*)
Look come on, come on, keep it ɾeal
No other nigga gon [C7]thug like [F]me
Tear up a club like [F]me, whack a nigga for [Dm7]free
Beat down the police, spit in the judge face
Slap a mo'fucker if he get out of place
Down here, what