Jermaine Dupri:
I don`t think y`all can handle this
I don`t really really think y`all can handle this
Mo, I don`t know if they can handle this
I don`t really really think they can handle this
Chorus:
I`m too hood for you
I ain`t trying to act too good for you
I`m just trying to tell you what`s really true
Baby I don`t think you can handle this
I`m too hood for you
Tell me what you know about
Riding all chromed out
Hair braided up
With the gold in ya mouth
Nothing, nothing
Verse 1:
I don`t wanna pull your heart
Play you out, call you a s.o.b.
But the line you just kicked to me
It won`t get you nowhere with me
I can see that you are not the kind of guy that I like
Me and you could never be
You`re too nice and just too pretty and
Chorus:
I`m too hood for you
I ain`t trying to act too good for you
I`m just trying to tell you what`s really true
Baby I don`t think you can handle this
I`m too hood for you
Tell me what you know about
Riding all chromed out
Hair braided up
With the gold in ya mouth
Nothing, nothing
Verse 2:
It`s not your fault I`m from the hood
I love them bad and hate them good
To keep it real with you, honestly
That`s the only type of fella that can handle me
I`m tired out, faded out
A playa that don`t give a watch
I`m the only one he lets inside
And when he does it`s ride or die
Chorus:
I`m too hood for you
I ain`t trying to act too good for you
I`m just trying to tell you what`s really true
Baby I don`t think you can handle this
I`m too hood for you
Tell me what you know about
Riding all chromed out
Hair braided up
With the gold in ya mouth
Nothing, nothing
I try not to let it show
Something says don`t let it go,
Well let yourself be free
`Cause I can take myself out the hood but
I can`t take the hood out of me
I`m gangsta, got diamonds and my peeps are so ghetto
Y`all just wanna please
I gotta have the heart to play the part and talk the talk to walk these streets,
I`m too hood
Rap (Jermaine Dupri):
Call it what you like
Sometimes I like to fight
Get fly, get high
Party all night
Keep at least 5 grand in my pocket in a rubber band,
Only rock it if it`s name brand you know
Prada, Gucci, Polo, whatever
The car? Gotta have that woodgrain and leather
The shoes? Gotta be 20`s or better
I don`t care if you`re in a Benz or a Jetta
Ladies, with tattoos, about three or four
Of somebody`s name you don`t even see no more
You gotta have the blings, some rings on your neck
Peace bracelet, studs in your ears
Fellas with more than two BMs, that`s too hood
Girls that dress like Lil` im, that`s too hood
Can`t talk without cursin` and gold teeth
MLK, ma that`s me
Monica:
Now you see
Just what I mean
I`m too hood
Chorus x3:
I`m too hood for you
I ain`t trying to act too good for you
I`m just trying to tell you what`s really true
Baby I don`t think you can handle this
I`m too hood for you
Tell me what you know about
Riding all chromed out
Hair braided up
With the gold in ya mouth
Nothing, nothing
