Method Man, Redman, Raekwon, Wu-Tang Clan, U-God, Mathematics - Hood Go Bang! (Remix) [feat. Redman, Method Man, Raekwon, U-God, Mathematics]

This is how it sounds when the hoods go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang (Yeah) This is how it sound when the hood go bang Yeah, here we go (Here we go) I said this is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang (Bang) This is how it sound when the hood go bang Bang Yo, this is how it sound when the hood go bang You can cop a couple of bricks of good cocaine I'm a block scholar, call me Dollars, I don't change I'm a Rottweiler, diamond collar with gold fangs Yep, a top shotter, Don Dada, rhyme proper Might even take the 'R' out of brother—why bother? Mic on Halloween, I mean, I'm clearly a monster We gathered here today so that I could dearly depart ya Math, bars better than Willy Wonka's It's how to get away with a murde, —you feel me, Shondra? Rhymes like karma, I'm hood, stash the contra You ever hear a rhymer this good, smack ya mamas But it's still death over dishonor 'Cause you can get it next and get death over this drama Math verse Meth, this Civil War is a starter Men turn to martyrs, Wu-Tang bang regardless Huh, yeah This is how it sounds when the hoods go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang Yeah, here we go (Here we go) I said this is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang Bang We stay shattered and clutch the gold links Everything on is mint, I came through in a Reno, all tint I'm known to make a million and jet King Joffrey and his cadets Shooters from the boonies that's loony Hold the Tec with all respect, expose his neck Trees burn 'em out, niggas is learning now The Archbishop murder through March, Clarks is slippers I spark blippers, bloggers catch way shot zippers The movie's all state of the art, we throw grenades and blades And darts and changed the grain, this sharp Remain remarkable, we ain't playing this part We can't explain this art, he ain't the same as us, he pus Glass of gin for my jewelers, too many rugers nigga This gin is five hunnid bands in Bermuda Known to fuck a party up and bounce We hog-tie little rappers, give 'em black eyes like Little Rascals Yeah, this is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang Bang What it sound like? Here's another sound, right The sound of a hundred rounds, blacked down at night And in hindsight, I'm still on display The hood slang go bang, the big change to swank Take an A, met these lanes, Mr. Officer Skane It's just the dialect that I select when I slang Who's saying? Your false talk, you get erased like chalk Who's for? Or who shot hawk? And who popped off? This is men and mouse shit, public service announcements Careful we're burnings a ounce in small town houses Youthful offenders meet the public defender Who offers you a fight attempt, plea deal with a mayday to surrender What a fucked-up summer Had a brand new come up This Fourth of July, bullets fly and the doves cry To lil tame his face in the R.I.P. White tee From a ricochet of the red bricks to the headpiece This is how it sounds when the hoods go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang Yeah, here we go (Here we go) I said this is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang This is how it sound when the hood go bang Bang