Too Hood

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Woo, I don't think y'all can handle this
I don't really really think y'all can handle this
Mo, I don't think they can handle this
I don't really really think they can handle this, tell 'em

[Chorus: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
I'm too hood for you (Uh-huh)
I ain't tryna act too good for you (No)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true
Baby, I don't think you can handle this (I'm too)
I'm too hood for you (Yeah)
Tell me what you know about ridin' all chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth (Uh)
Nothin', nothin' (So So Def)

[Verse 1: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
I don't wanna pull ya cards (Oh)
Play you out, call you soft
But the line you just kicked to me (Uh-huh)
It won't get you nowhere with me
I can see that you are not
The kinda guy that I like
Me and you could never be
Your too nice and just too pretty
And I'm

[Chorus: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
I'm too hood for you
I ain't tryna act too good for you (No)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true
Baby, I don't think you can handle this (I'm too)
I'm too hood for you (Uh-huh)
Tell me what you know about ridin' all chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth (Uh)
Nothin', nothin' (I'm too)

[Verse 2: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
It's not ya fault, I'm from da hood (Uh-huh)
I love 'em bad and hate 'em good
To keep it real with you, honestly
That's the only type to figure dat can handle me
All tatted up, or faded up (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A playa that don't give a what (That's me)
I'm the only one he lets inside
When he does his ride or die
Darling, that's why I'm

[Chorus: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
I'm too hood for you (Too hood)
I ain't tryna act too good for you (Uh-huh)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true
Baby, I don't think u can handle this
I'm too hood for you (For you)
Tell me what you kno' about ridin' on chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth (Uh-huh)
Nothin', nothin' (I'm too)

[Bridge: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
I try not to let it show (Say what)
But something says, "Mo' let it go"
And let ya self be free
'Cause I can take myself out da hood
But can't take the hood outta me
I'm Gansta'
Got diamonds in my teeth
So ghetto (So ghetto)
Ya'll just want a piece
I gotta have the heart to play the part
And talk the talk to walk these streets
I'm too hood

[Verse 3: Jermaine Dupri]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Call it what you like
Sometimes I like to fight
Get fly, get high
Party all night
Keep it loose, five grand in my pocket
And a rubber band only rock it if it's name brand (You know)
Prada, Gucci, Polo what ever
The car? Gotta have that wood green and leather
The shoes? They gotta be 20's or better
I don't care if you, if you in a Benz or a Jedda (Ladies)
With tattoo's, about three or four
Of somebody's name you don't even see no mo' (Uh-huh)
And you gotta have the bling (Bling)
Some rings or a neck piece, a bracelet
Some studs in ya ear at least
Fellas with mo' than two BM's (That's too hood)
Girls that dress like Lil' Kim (That's too hood)
Can't talk with out cursin'
Gold teeth, MLK
Aww, that's me
I'm just too... hood

[Chorus: Monica & (Jermaine Dupri)]
(Now you see) I'm too hood for you (Just what I mean)
I ain't tryna act too good for you (I'm too hood)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true (Oh-oh)
Baby, I don't think you can handle this
I'm too hood for you
Tell me what you know about ridin' on chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth (Uh-huh)
Nothin', nothin' (I'm too)
(I'm, oh I'm) I'm too hood for you
I ain't tryna act too good for you (I'm not tryna be)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true (I'm not tryna be nothing)
Baby, I don't think you can handle this (I do)
(See, I like your thuggish thing) I'm too hood for you (Say what)
Tell me what you know about ridin' all chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth
Nothin', nothin' (I'm too)
I'm too hood for you (Uh-huh)
I ain't tryna act too good for you (No)
I'm just tryna tell ya what's really true
Baby, I don't think you can handle this (I do)
I'm too hood for you
Tell me what you know about ridin' all chromed out
Hair braided up with the golds in ya mouth
Nothin', nothin'