Domino tales from the hood lyrics

f/ Chill







Chorus: Domino (repeat 2X)







I know it sounds bad, but it's all good,



These are the tales, tales from the Hood



(Tales from the hoooood)



I know it sounds bad, but it's all good,



These are the tales, tales from the Hood



(Tales from the hoooood)







(Domino)



Well it's a Sunday night



And my hood shows bite



But the playas and hustlas know, we gonna gets that ass tonight



So we can roll out to the South



Can't forget the strap, hell naw



Cuz ain't no tellin' what's right



When homies straight out for the jackin'



Now how many playas know about this



Toss out the weed from the pockets



Scopin' out the city streets



To find that freak for the week



Oh, uh







Chorus







(Chill)



Now these are the tales and you know it's all good



It's all the same it ain't no change in every neighborhood, uh



Now back in the days when I was a scrub



My uncles had me servin' cavi, pushin' dimes to dubs



Now the dimes went to quarters, quarters, went to pounds



And all the fools knew the rules, not to step on our stompin' grounds



Cuz that's when the pop-pop started to holler



You knew that death was always a hard thing for Mama to swallow



Jimmy cracks in the back, beatin' the Hell out his wife



He knew he was wrong, and then he was gone, so he took his own life



Now these a few tales that used to happen



I never said that it was dead because we kept it crackin'



And you know that







Chorus







(Domino)



Now times are so cold



In that damned ghetto



So some of the homies come up, come up, come up



Straight robbin' over liquor stores



Now why should I stay in the wings, when I can sell cavi in a cup?



Think it's wrong if you would



But it's all good in the hood







Chorus (2x)