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You can all sing along..... THE WOODS (True) Home of 290, home of Doc Glen. Home of the Amigos Ford, Boyce, and Fin. Home of 10th park, home of Maggette, the home of 708 I don't think you're ready. The home of drama, where violence don't cease. The home of Proviso, both West and East. Home of the Charlie, home of cool niggas...home of the infamous Lorraine Liquors!!! Chorus I'm from the W the double O, D, to the S Oh yes! (The hoods been good to me) And Imma love it til I leave every breath I breathe please believe! (The hoods been good to me) I'm from the W, the double O, D, to the S. Oh yes! (The hoods been good to me) And Imma love it til I leave every breath I breathe please believe! (The hoods been good to me) Verse 1 Now Imma tell you bout the WOODS, the drugs and crime. It ain't all glamour, it's alot of thugs and grime. And the sun don't always shine...can you stand the rain? Lotta dyin, lotta niggas doing crime. Lotta niggas on the grind and to save their own ass...lotta niggas will drop a dime. Cast a shadow over your light to cover your shine, Love and hate it's an extremely fine line. Ballers get playin time, scrubs ride the pine and they'll tell you that they're real happy for you, but they're lyin. C'mon homie don't be naive, cools love to see you coming, fools love it when you leave. Believe...S.U.C.C.E.S.S comes along with S.T.R.E.S.S and fuck that loud mouth braggin and talking, bullshit ain't bout nothing...takes more for me to be impressed. May not always get what you want, but try your best...that way you can deal with the results with no regrets. Live with passion don't fake it. Good luck to all the shorties I've coached. Lil Shannon I hope you make it. God bless you Speed. Streets claimed your seed. God don't give us what we want, he give us what we need. Indeed what can you say about it? Just pray about it...missing dearly departed not a day goes by without it. Chorus Verse 2 Now if you ask about True they'll tell ya..."He got game" In other words nigga...he not lame. So yo...who got next?? It don't matter View my life as a sport and I ain't plannin on coming off the court. (shiiit) You ain't performing up to par...I got a sub for you. Poppin off with your jaws...I got a rub for you. It's my world (uh) my way (uh) my life (uh) my day (uh) my time (uh) my shine (uh) don't like it?? Don't play. (uh) Gotta know when to hold em and when to fold em. When to walk away and when to run...when to use your gun. When to do the talkin and when to listen and how to tell the difference between being humble and ass kissing. (thats right) Momma told me..."Hold my own" I'm using both hands nigga...Dirk Diggler on the microphone. Anything worth having is worth pursuing it and imma leave that dick ridin for those cats that like doing it. Soon as things get greater...watch for haters. I'd rather sacrifice now than suffer later. (shiiit) I just slide to the side let that nonsense miss me. braided up straight back with a lining extra crispy. Usually don't use the words C.A.N.T. Especially when referring to me. But I feel I can't fail. No matter what I'm gon advance through it. Cuz I don't just face the music...I dance to it! Chorus