My Hood

Out of touch Pure disgust Nothin' much Just stayin' out of touch And now I'm in the hood And things are like they should If only I could If I could bring you to my hood A sudden breeze Brought some ease A sneaky peace Well, some speed at least Clouds

Intro: What's happenin New Orleans, It's ya favorite boy my man kickin it Fresh, ya heard everything has cleared up, including your ulgy baby mommas face, just a little weather man humor. Were standing right here on Uptown bg Avene. Where bg has brou