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By Nero Dubb

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Nero Dubb

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(Verse 1) Rockin' Prada shades, in the streets, I glide, Louis Vuitton kicks, stayin' fly, worldwide, Gucci on my belt, ain't no room for pride, Hustle hard in the hood, where dreams collide. From the block to the boardroom, I elevate, Balenciaga drip, ain't no time to wait, Rolex on my wrist, never runnin' late, In the concrete jungle, I navigate. (Chorus) In the hood, where the game is played, From the ghetto to the runway, where dreams are made, Nike on my chest, Air Force on my feet, In the struggle, I rise, can't be beat. (Verse 2) Dodgin' bullets like Dodge Ram on the street, Burberry trench, keepin' out the heat, Rollin' in the Benz, feelin' elite, In the city of dreams, where life's bittersweet. Glock on my side, like a Rolex crown, In the hood, where the truth is found, Mont Blanc pen, writin' my own sound, In the cipher of life, where legends are crowned. (Chorus) In the hood, where the game is played, From the ghetto to the runway, where dreams are made, Nike on my chest, Air Force on my feet, In the struggle, I rise, can't be beat. (Bridge) From Gucci to the ghetto, the struggle is real, But I keep pushin' forward, never lose my zeal, Hermès on my arm, but I know the deal, In the hood, where resilience is the appeal. (Verse 3) Cartier frames, seein' through the lies, In the trap, where the struggle never dies, But I keep movin' forward, reachin' for the skies, In the hood, where the strong survive. Fendi on my bag, carryin' my load, In the streets, where the stories unfold, But I keep my head up, stayin' bold, In the hood, where the heart is gold. (Chorus) In the hood, where the game is played, From the ghetto to the runway, where dreams are made, Nike on my chest, Air Force on my feet, In the struggle, I rise, can't be beat. (Outro) So from the hood to the runway, I pave the way, With name brands and hood metaphors, I stay, In the struggle, I thrive, day by day, In the hood, where I hustle, where I slay.