When the set say it's on, I'm expected to ride
When the world say I'm on I got the set on my side
Matter fact a nikka got the set on my back
Slauson boy, the world ain't ready for that
nikka, it's cold in my hood, ain't no hope in my hood
Couple homies couldn't cope, smokin' dope in my hood
But I could never ever be from no other hood
And I could never ever leave my folks in the hood
Thank the Lord every mornin' that I woke in the hood
And summers that I rode crome spokes in the hood
If I never sold a mil' off what I wrote in my hood
I ain't trippin' 'cause nikkas know I spoke for my hood
When the world say I'm on I got the set on my side
Matter fact a nikka got the set on my back
Slauson boy, the world ain't ready for that
nikka, it's cold in my hood, ain't no hope in my hood
Couple homies couldn't cope, smokin' dope in my hood
But I could never ever be from no other hood
And I could never ever leave my folks in the hood
Thank the Lord every mornin' that I woke in the hood
And summers that I rode crome spokes in the hood
If I never sold a mil' off what I wrote in my hood
I ain't trippin' 'cause nikkas know I spoke for my hood