Do It For The Hood - Yo Gotti

Yeah

I’m Yo Gotti

Ha

This here for the hood

This here for the hood

All around the globe, every hood, nigga

This here for the hood

Now I do it for the hood

Now I do if for the hood

I’m like, all these shows and all of these hoes

All of this money and all of these clothes, for the hood

Now I do it for the hood

I do it for the hood, I do it for my town

I do it for the South, North Memphis to the Mound

I do it for the A, Westside Bankhead

East Atlanta, Zone 6, dope boys break bread

I do it for Alabama, them niggas in the 'Ham

I do it for Mobile, because they be going ham

I do it for the Lou', I do if for the Chi

Across the water in the north, Club Peno, eastside

And this is how I ride, my rims on glide

Six inch lips, twenty six inch tires

I do it for Detroit, because they be going hard

I do it for the 'Nap, 40 F and Boulevard

We get it in as soft, we turn it into hard

This how we kick it, in the kitchen with a Pyrex and a pot

One down to my vatos, because they be showing love

It’s been seven years and counting, so I do it for my block

No security how I roll, my niggas blowing dro

Hoped a lobby full of hoes, to every Gotti show

I do it for Miami, Dade County, Opa-Locka

I do it for the goons who be riding with them choppers

I do it for L.A. and all the niggas who be banging

I do it for VA, and all them niggas who be swinging

I do it for N.O., I do it for PA

I do it for the dro, I done it for the yay

A horse on my hood, so this is not a HEMI

Middle finger to the FEDS, if you want me come and get me

I do it for the Lonestar State, Houston Tex

I done it for my young niggas thugging in the 'Crest

This here for the hood

Now I do it for the hood

It’s Gucci!

Yeah

Zone 6 my hood

With the nerve my turf, baby

Fall off with a bougie nigga, three, four, my young stupid niggas

Two ounces, two different pistols, Westside bitches fucking with us

Bankhead niggas smoking with me

Simpson Rd., they drinking with me

Eastside, Westside, Northside, Southside, off-side

They be linking with us

Fifty minutes balling out, but I didn’t have a problem

Stupid watch and crazy, robbers have respect for robbers

You might get robbed on the spot, feet up in the parking lot

Hit the leave by two o' clock, no one’s in my parking spot

ABG duct taping them, Outsiders act safe and then

Club packed, ain’t no space in there

Fuck around, eat your face in there

Hookers got that gas in there

So what’s inside your Swisher fool?

Don’t touch, no harassing them

Because Zone 6 hold your pistol too