Watching soft p*** with Cindy
In our basement living room
And taking snappers from Granddaddy
Just doin' what we do
In a town called Inglewood
Well, most folks would be afraid
But to us, it's no big deal
Just a typical kind of day
In the hood
("Wanna play c***s?")
Well, there's gangsters, but they're friendly
Because of my puppy
I learned on my side of Crenshaw
It's "wear blue"-territory
("..."?)
And shopping was a rip-off
When I lived on the west side (west side!)
Over here it's way cheaper ("29 cents?!")
And I'm blaming it on the blight
In the hood
In the hood - I'm not looking for an award
The only white girl on my block and I'm not bored
Eh, no, I'm not a hipster, it's all I can afford
In the hood
("...(?) every weekend!")
The ice cream trucks competing
With their songs throughout the day
And on weekends there are three
And no tune they play is the same ("They got Bomb Pops!")
Every home's got barred up windows
And pets the don't adore ("It's disgusting")
I rescued a sightless kitting
Every other f*** ignored
In the hood
In the hood - You never wanna point or stare ("What the f*** are you looking at?!")
In the hood - Just find your set and you'll fit in ("...(?)")
Unless you're some kind of poser with no street credit
In the hood
In the hood
In the hood
Is where I live.
(Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood!
Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood!
Inglewood! Inglewood!...)
In our basement living room
And taking snappers from Granddaddy
Just doin' what we do
In a town called Inglewood
Well, most folks would be afraid
But to us, it's no big deal
Just a typical kind of day
In the hood
("Wanna play c***s?")
Well, there's gangsters, but they're friendly
Because of my puppy
I learned on my side of Crenshaw
It's "wear blue"-territory
("..."?)
And shopping was a rip-off
When I lived on the west side (west side!)
Over here it's way cheaper ("29 cents?!")
And I'm blaming it on the blight
In the hood
In the hood - I'm not looking for an award
The only white girl on my block and I'm not bored
Eh, no, I'm not a hipster, it's all I can afford
In the hood
("...(?) every weekend!")
The ice cream trucks competing
With their songs throughout the day
And on weekends there are three
And no tune they play is the same ("They got Bomb Pops!")
Every home's got barred up windows
And pets the don't adore ("It's disgusting")
I rescued a sightless kitting
Every other f*** ignored
In the hood
In the hood - You never wanna point or stare ("What the f*** are you looking at?!")
In the hood - Just find your set and you'll fit in ("...(?)")
Unless you're some kind of poser with no street credit
In the hood
In the hood
In the hood
Is where I live.
(Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood!
Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood! Inglewood!
Inglewood! Inglewood!...)