J Hood was never that nice, he stay gassin himself,
Hood used to say some crazy shyt. I dont believe he nice enough to make Kids or Styles or any of them change they bars but Hood used to have bars.
"Yo its the baby faced gangster, product of my enviornment
Hoodied up, stickin your grandfather for his retirement (what up!)
Talkin super hard when I know that you bytch-made (fakkit)
Stab ya ass in the espohigus with a switchblade
Take it out and straight saw off your ribcage (all that)
Pour gasoline on the matress where your kids lay
J Hood, D Block, respect the name and the click (D Block!)
Whoever ain't feelin' this song could suck my dikk
Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out
To make sure he don't survive, nikka, I'm snubbin him out (bytch!)
Make you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four shots
They can't determine the cause of your death in your autops'
You scared? Don't come outside, the streets is serious (stay home)
My ribs touchin, I'm starvin', trigger happy, and furious
We could do it whenever, wherever, nikka set a date (what up!)
Remember to ask the doc if he could replace your face (bytch!).."