Ayy, turn that shit up, nigga
Real talk, man
Turn my vocals down a lil' bit
Yeah, real talk, let's see what's happenin', nigga
Gyeah

Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood
Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood

The streets love Jeezy and I love 'em back
And if I still had to work, I'd front you a sack
It's all gravy, still reaching with my words
And make 'em feel good like the first and the third
Take you back when I was sixteen, with a bankroll
Posted on a corner like a light pole
They used to call us track stars
Before they even stopped, we ran to dem cars
And everybody on the block got the same agenda
Hustle from the of January, 'til the end of December
Wasn't smokin' purple then, it was more like Bobby Brown
On that Henn' dawg, straight, got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga, you know)
You know, 10 to 4, shake 'em up, talk shit, hit my drink and let 'em go
Even when I'm on the road a gangsta stay in touch
Why the fuck you think they love me so much? (Haha)

Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood
Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood

I'm talking 'bout summertime cookouts and wintertime flights
It ain't nothing, we hearing shots all night
Ford Taurus pull up, everybody run
White boys jump out, pointin' wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave, everybody came back, ayy
Hope dem boys didn't find my sack
Real recognize real, I suppose
I guess that's why the gangstas be at all my shows
Got the deal, nothing changed but my clothes
Still catch me in the 'jects fuckin' with the hoes (projects)
Like Coo-Coo Cal
Lord, I wish Mad Lou could see me now
Wish Gold Mouth was home, wish Mailman was free
A lot of niggas crossing over, nah dawg, not me
Closest I ever been to commercial when I watch TV
And everybody know I rep these streets faithfully

Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood
Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood

Ford Taurus pull up, everybody run
White boys jump out, pointin' wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave, everybody came back, ayy
Hope dem boys didn't find my sack

Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood
Every time I do it, I do it for my hood
And every time I do it, I do it for your hood
And every time I do it, I do it for they hood
It's understood, I do it for the hood

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Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Cordale Quinn, Jay Jenkins, Lavell Crump