Yeah, yeah, nigga, well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood Show you what we livin' like Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood Show you what we livin' like Gangsta to the core, ankle-wrapped flamer, paint your kitchen floor With ya more *** you can't ignore, things you endure when fuckin' with the boy All I heard was easy, don't kill me no more I hear your bull***, I play matador I'm out of category, I ain't there with y'all I got a positive vibe, but I ain't scared of y'all Get the kid, nigga, they have never did it all, that red attack a wolf, that black-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack I got a bitch so fine, her name Perrion She know how to stash quarters in a carry-on I blow out of town, grass when I'm out of town Uptown in a building, not a sound Cause killers don't get heard about, they get whispered about Or you get murdered out, nigga Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood Show you what we livin' like Funkin' like a man, finger on the trigger Got money in my pocket, I'm uptown, nigga Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood Show you what we livin' like Funkin' like a man, finger on the trigger Got money in my pocket, I'm uptown, nigga Look, the first shot, the first nigga got shot We bust him open like a blunt on the marlin, nigga A hundred G's, nigga, scored some keys And then we went to the hood, and then we started the ballin', nigga We know them people been paper chasin' So we stay out the way, then we pull out the hardest, nigga We keep the gauge close in case you won't know You come through the hood, I bet you a target, nigga It's all good till you catch in case A nigga never escape because you addicted to money, nigga Well, let me bring you back yesterday A lil' homie I know, he got a swill of that bar, my nigga ***in' round with that kid and play Nigga fuckin' with G's, a nigga twisted his body, nigga Well, let me tell you about this game I know You keep flippin' doors, and you be ridin' the flyes, nigga Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood Show you what we livin' like Funkin' like a man, finger on the trigger Got money in my pocket, I'm uptown, nigga Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood Show you what we livin' like Funkin' like a man, finger on the trigger Got money in my pocket, I'm uptown, nigga Got it on your mind, let daddy say somethin' Out that playbook, ain't gon' get your face buttoned up Now when you smirk, you look like Jay-Z's shirt ***in' with the turf, I'm puffin' on that smurf *** you, come holla, I'm tellin' papa Put away your dollars, your son got choppers And if you got enemies, your son got enemies That's uptown energy, nigga Don't waste no time on the bull*** It ain't hood *** Well, it's been a little paper, nigga But if you catch him in the hood, nigga It's all good *** Go ahead, do me that favor, nigga Well, let me take you deep down in the inside It's where they hustlin' and the homies tryin' to get it right It's where you got to ride, it's when the homie die And the money can't stop the pain in the inside Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood Show you what we livin' like Funkin' like a man, finger on the trigger Got money in my pocket, I'm uptown, nigga Please believe it, Birdman, Birdman Jr. We hear them bitch-ass niggas talkin', you heard it But we up by one, you heard it It's land catch-up, cash money millionaires Hot diesel, hold it down, Birdman You got a problem, you know how we rock, homie Hold uptown down, big dawg, big dawg, you heard me? Uptown Uptown Uptown