Angry lyrics

Just like we can't see the air When I'm angry Niggas know they ain't allowed to be around Shadows duck off and the rain pourin' down My Bentley 'round the block and niggas make emergency call Shots in the late night, yea whole lotta bullshit talk I'm so for real, nigga you think I'm playin? My veins throbbin' and semi-auto's sprayin I'ma soldier, man, you better respect me now Muhfucka, check my lines and shut the fuck up now I spin 'round my hood and three niggas got shot down All around Brooklyn everyone fear Biggie Down This the sound of the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) This how we do it in the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) I memorized every face that plotted on me I let it spray on every nigga who pointed a gun at me I'm big muhfucka, but I ain't fat like Fat Joe Them punks hide when I'm dressed all black clothes Nah I ain't laid back I'm droppin' my lines from Brownsville back to back Look, dozen fuckin' slangs on And I put the Parental stamp on my song I'ma be the Don in the game for years long I'm spray shot and niggas pussy get left behind on So don't push me, mothafucka An' don't come shootin' at my crew, what the fucker This the sound of the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) This how we do it in the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) I memorized every face that plotted on me I let it spray on every nigga who pointed a gun at me Uh, I'm antisocial and I'm take down some niggas Tote my Glock, I'm reppin' like fifty niggas My second chance, I learned not to trust no rats Muhfucka, I'ma put all these frags in my tracks Last note, keep a gun on you when you out in the street Every shot I took was cuz of my gangsta shit When I'm in danger I'ma have my mag on me Man, so don't slip and don't put gun on me This the sound of the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) This how we do it in the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) I memorized every face that plotted on me I let it spray on every nigga who pointed a gun at me Yea, Uh C'mon, man Don't try to test my respect from my hood, nigga You ain't never walked through the shit that I fought Betta wake up, look when I talk, muhfucka I can keep that iron barkin' for a long damn walk (this is) This the sound of the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) This how we do it in the hood I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back (yea) I memorized every face that plotted on me I let it spray on every nigga who pointed a gun at me (yea) I'm 'bout to start gunnin' back