| Song | Nobody Loves The Hood - Main Version - Explicit |
| Artist | Huey |
| Album | Notebook Paper |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Eriksen, Franks, Hermansen ... | |
| This goes out to all my kids out there in the hood, ya know | |
| Going through the struggle and what not | |
| There's always something bad that could happen in the hood | |
| Ya know, yeah | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood's out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime | |
| Because they don't believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it's a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that's understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, this hook is too true to believe in | |
| Where da hell is ya momma and daddy when you need 'em? | |
| Born in the hood, so the hood's in ya heart | |
| Though nothing's been good in the hood from the start | |
| Either you was with ya momma or never had a daddy? | |
| Or never had neitha and was raised wit' ya granny | |
| It's a cold ass world fa the younga generation | |
| In err hood somebody would, time to be facing | |
| For a fucked up reason, a bad ass time | |
| Then gave up, they don't think the sun still shine | |
| Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime | |
| Some say they'll die before they do time' | |
| Cause jail ain't the place to be | |
| Might be the place for you but ain't for me, yeah | |
| You enjoying yo life, why? ' | |
| Cause your fists grip wood | |
| But the kids doing bad 'cause nobody loves da hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood's out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime | |
| Because they don't believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it's a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that's understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, the kids always getting lectured | |
| But what do you expect when they have no direction | |
| Father in jail, mother strung out | |
| No curfew, late nights, hung out | |
| Getting money on the zone, now it is a problem' | |
| Cause they selling white rocks, carrying a revolver | |
| Everybody gotta eat somehow, someway | |
| Wishing they'll make it out somehow, someday | |
| They can put the drugs down and pick up the books | |
| There's only a few good cops 'cause most of them crooks | |
| Supposed to protect and serve but now they got the nerve | |
| To say they want criminals up off of the curb | |
| It's a cold ass world, especially for male | |
| They filling up more than half of all jails | |
| The government got the world misunderstood | |
| I dedicate this to the ones who love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood's out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime | |
| Because they don't believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it's a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that's understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Stand strong all my lil' soldiers | |
| Reject all negative words people done told ya | |
| Grind how you gotta and make 'em out of believers | |
| Give the middle fingers and tell 'em | |
| I don't need ya | |
| Over come the bad and pray to the | |
| LordSoon to turn good 'cause the grace of the | |
| LordNow you could smile and say it's all good | |
| I'm never gonna leave 'cause somebody love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood's out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime | |
| Because they don't believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it's a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that's understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood's out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime | |
| Because they don't believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it's a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that's understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood |
| zuo qu : Eriksen, Franks, Hermansen ... | |
| This goes out to all my kids out there in the hood, ya know | |
| Going through the struggle and what not | |
| There' s always something bad that could happen in the hood | |
| Ya know, yeah | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, this hook is too true to believe in | |
| Where da hell is ya momma and daddy when you need ' em? | |
| Born in the hood, so the hood' s in ya heart | |
| Though nothing' s been good in the hood from the start | |
| Either you was with ya momma or never had a daddy? | |
| Or never had neitha and was raised wit' ya granny | |
| It' s a cold ass world fa the younga generation | |
| In err hood somebody would, time to be facing | |
| For a fucked up reason, a bad ass time | |
| Then gave up, they don' t think the sun still shine | |
| Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime | |
| Some say they' ll die before they do time' | |
| Cause jail ain' t the place to be | |
| Might be the place for you but ain' t for me, yeah | |
| You enjoying yo life, why? ' | |
| Cause your fists grip wood | |
| But the kids doing bad ' cause nobody loves da hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, the kids always getting lectured | |
| But what do you expect when they have no direction | |
| Father in jail, mother strung out | |
| No curfew, late nights, hung out | |
| Getting money on the zone, now it is a problem' | |
| Cause they selling white rocks, carrying a revolver | |
| Everybody gotta eat somehow, someway | |
| Wishing they' ll make it out somehow, someday | |
| They can put the drugs down and pick up the books | |
| There' s only a few good cops ' cause most of them crooks | |
| Supposed to protect and serve but now they got the nerve | |
| To say they want criminals up off of the curb | |
| It' s a cold ass world, especially for male | |
| They filling up more than half of all jails | |
| The government got the world misunderstood | |
| I dedicate this to the ones who love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Stand strong all my lil' soldiers | |
| Reject all negative words people done told ya | |
| Grind how you gotta and make ' em out of believers | |
| Give the middle fingers and tell ' em | |
| I don' t need ya | |
| Over come the bad and pray to the | |
| LordSoon to turn good ' cause the grace of the | |
| LordNow you could smile and say it' s all good | |
| I' m never gonna leave ' cause somebody love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood |
| zuò qǔ : Eriksen, Franks, Hermansen ... | |
| This goes out to all my kids out there in the hood, ya know | |
| Going through the struggle and what not | |
| There' s always something bad that could happen in the hood | |
| Ya know, yeah | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, this hook is too true to believe in | |
| Where da hell is ya momma and daddy when you need ' em? | |
| Born in the hood, so the hood' s in ya heart | |
| Though nothing' s been good in the hood from the start | |
| Either you was with ya momma or never had a daddy? | |
| Or never had neitha and was raised wit' ya granny | |
| It' s a cold ass world fa the younga generation | |
| In err hood somebody would, time to be facing | |
| For a fucked up reason, a bad ass time | |
| Then gave up, they don' t think the sun still shine | |
| Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime | |
| Some say they' ll die before they do time' | |
| Cause jail ain' t the place to be | |
| Might be the place for you but ain' t for me, yeah | |
| You enjoying yo life, why? ' | |
| Cause your fists grip wood | |
| But the kids doing bad ' cause nobody loves da hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Man, the kids always getting lectured | |
| But what do you expect when they have no direction | |
| Father in jail, mother strung out | |
| No curfew, late nights, hung out | |
| Getting money on the zone, now it is a problem' | |
| Cause they selling white rocks, carrying a revolver | |
| Everybody gotta eat somehow, someway | |
| Wishing they' ll make it out somehow, someday | |
| They can put the drugs down and pick up the books | |
| There' s only a few good cops ' cause most of them crooks | |
| Supposed to protect and serve but now they got the nerve | |
| To say they want criminals up off of the curb | |
| It' s a cold ass world, especially for male | |
| They filling up more than half of all jails | |
| The government got the world misunderstood | |
| I dedicate this to the ones who love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Stand strong all my lil' soldiers | |
| Reject all negative words people done told ya | |
| Grind how you gotta and make ' em out of believers | |
| Give the middle fingers and tell ' em | |
| I don' t need ya | |
| Over come the bad and pray to the | |
| LordSoon to turn good ' cause the grace of the | |
| LordNow you could smile and say it' s all good | |
| I' m never gonna leave ' cause somebody love the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood | |
| Momma where you at, daddy where you at? | |
| The hood' s out of control, time to fight back | |
| Kids just doing time, ain' t nothing but crime | |
| Because they don' t believe the sun can still shine | |
| Waited too long, now it' s a problem | |
| You see what it is, how it go wrong | |
| Ooh, that' s understood' | |
| Cause nobody loves the hood |