Verse 1
C
One day I was chillin'
on Arabian's spruce
Forty in my hand and it's
time to get lose
Got my Nikes and my Fila T-
shirt and black khakis
I heard a horn blowin' and
Verse 2
I jumped in my jacket
C
John, was chillin' in the
passenger seat
Stepped up out the car and started
dancin' in the street
Now John, was lookin' fresh
and it wasn't no joke
He had on some fresh khakis
and was sportin' some locos
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Verse 3
C
Some gangstas poppin' wheelies came
up from behind
He got off throwin' up his
favorite gang sign
Here come little snub,
from the maple block
Groovin' on the handlebars,
ready to rock
Verse 4
C
And now my posse's gettin' bigger
because of all these niggas
I got the .38 and I'm about to
pull the trigger
Looked up at the corner
and who did I see?
Wayne and his little man
Verse 5
pop and Nookie
C
Now Sha, came rollin' up
on a little scooter
Lookin' for a match so he could
light the Thai Buddha
I told him I didn't have it but
yet I went to grab it
I lit it up and hit it up and
Verse 6
now I'm draggin' it
C
G
Wayne, took a hit, pop took a puff
Bm
Nookie, started chokin' and
now he's fucked up
C
The forty- ounce is hittin',
G
so I busted into school
B
I'm never gettin' sweated
C
'cause I'm just too cool fool
Verse 7
C
Sun's goin' down and now it's night
Bm
C
My posse's cold chillin'
and we're feelin' alright
We heard a lot of noise and it
C
sounded like a rally
B
Boomin' ass sounds comin'
Verse 8
out of Sherm alley
Dm
C
We all jumped up and we started to stroll
A young nigga like the
quiksta was takin' control
The D.E.A. posse so deep we
walked three 2's
Now, if you wanna join then you
gotta pay ya dues
Verse 9
C
We got up to the alley and
everything was chill
They was just makin' that
dollar dollar bill
Reesa came down and she
sat on the stairs
I stood up 'cause I didn't have a chair
Verse 10
C
Now, Pop said,
"Yo, let's get some cuts"
Get that old 8 so we can get fucked up
Now, I'll put a twenty H put a 10
And said, "Fuck it,
super soca and gin"
Verse 11
C
Now, everybody's gettin'
in the twilight zone
Head up stairs and they're
gettin' weirdo
Gangsta's on the steps and
he's tryin' to bang
C
No belt in his khakis so
his lee's could sag
Verse 12
C
Now, here comes stick
with a 20 dollar bag
But he can't roll a joint 'cause
he ain't got no zigzags
Am
I looked up at my watch, it
C
said 10: 28
You better run up to the liquor
store before it's too late
Verse 13
C
So he went to the store and he got the zags
He came back walkin' with my
homeboy cash
Sucka came over he was
lookin' for a ride
Runnin' from the police,
Verse 14
he ain't have no place to hide
C
A smile came on my face when
I swallowed my beer
I'm chillin' like a villain and I got no fear
Now Tony lane came he
said he was bored
Eatin' on some chips
that he got from the store
Verse 15
C
I said, "I'm bored too, so
what's up with that?"
Wayne said, "Is anyone down to jack?"
Now I can get the AK and
you can get the pump
But I don't want no deuce- deuce, 'cause
Verse 16
I ain't no chump
C
Now, Mike said,
"Dane which one do you choose?"
I could take the 38 and you can
have the ooze
But before we can jet and be on our way
Some niggas rolled up and they was
Verse 17
ready to spray
C
Rollin' real slow, they turned off the lights
waitin' until the time was right
A fool jumped out all dressed in guess?
Shot him in the chest
The niggas tried to jet,
but the couldn't get far
'Cause Mike had the ooze and
Verse 18
he aimed it for the car
Dm
C
Now, that's how it's done
and we do it good
Just another day in my looked out hood
So all y'all remember that we
can't be stopped
What's the name of my hood?
Figure that shit out you fools
Loked Out Hood
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