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Lletres: Kane & Able. My Hood To Your Hood.

Hey yo, Kane and Abel
Why don't y'all kick somethin' from my hood, from yo' hood?
Hear what I'm saying?
Yeah, yeah

From my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bangin'
Bangin' from my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bang bang
(It's all good)

Could these dope tapes
Bag 'em up, ship 'em straight to the niggas that don't give a fuck
Fuck the magazine, fuck the TV show
Only trying to please those niggas smoking indo, wit' afros

Deep in the hood, the slangers, the bangers
The niggas up to no good that feel my same anger

No Limit, coming up
We got the Bentleys, Ferrari's, the Benzes, the Lexus trucks
You know us, it's the boys Kane and Abel
Sittin' on my leather sofa, watch myself on cable

Ask them hoes if my game precise
My shit tight, ice shine like Sparks and Light
VVS, 2 karats on my pinky
Like to have sex wit' 2 ho's 'cause I'm kinky

We rap hustlas like hand to hand crack hustlas
We strictly for the soldiers and none for the Busters

From my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bangin'
Bangin' from my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bang, bang
(It's all good)

From my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bangin'
Bangin' from my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bang bang
(It's all good)

In a smoked out Tahoe
Sittin' low, gettin' down
Some niggas such ho's
They probably pee sittin' down

In the Lexus', Land Cruisers
Chopping game wit' Fiend
Waitin' on big V
To bring this shoe box wit' the triple beam

Niggaz got anger, we livin' in danger
Steady puttin' dead niggas in my CD changer
21, hella, funs and guns, nigga hit the blunt slow
It's my only one

I be, Mr. Abel
My brother, Mr. Kane
Stay true to the game
Sunshine or rain

From my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bangin'
Bangin' from my hood to yo hood, slangin'
Slangin' from my hood to yo hood, bang bang
(It's all good)

From my hood to yo hood
But look
No Limit
Cha'll know how we doin' it for the nine eight

Kane & Able