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conversations.value: Write me a song called Hood Gone Love It with the following description: As the hook plainly puts it:
  You ain’t gotta like it
  ‘Cause the hood gone love it
  This Kendrick Lamar-assisted hood anthem is the second single from Jay Rock’s Follow Me Home.
  Producer Rook of J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League talked about the track:
  
  That was an old beat—I’m talking about when me and the guys first got together. And that sample came off of vinyl. It was Pointer Sisters. Isaac Hayes wrote it. How I chopped it—man, sometimes when you chop shit you just be in the zone. I remember saying, ‘Yo, I want all live claps.’ So we recorded a bunch of claps and live percussion. We added bass and added strings and all that.
  So when it’s time to get on the album, we had to take the sample out. They didn’t want us to re-imagine it; they wanted it to sound exactly like the sample. So we had to replay the original sample to a tee. And we had to make it sound like it was off our shitty vinyl player. So when you hear the song, that is not a sample.
  
  The beat samples “Easy Days” as performed by The Pointer Sisters.
  
  
  
  The track was featured on the Grand Theft Auto V radio station, Radio Los Santos. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Produced by J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League]
  [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  Keepin' it G ain't nothin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  I got the whole block bumpin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  [Verse 1: Jay Rock]
  Na na na na now now, you know what this is
  Tell 'em it's a celebration, bitches
  With the barbeque pits and the mini-bikes
  Mini-skirts, Hennessy's, and the Miller Lites
  Domino tables, who got big 6?
  Where I'm from we do concrete backflips
  Flip flop, flip flop, flip flop back
  To the ghetto's where I bring hip hop back
  Real niggas love me, they tell me "Keep it pushin'!"
  The only niggas speak from way inside Central Bookings
  County jails and the lock downs up north
  Said I should have it if Scarface pass the torch
  That's how they feel, Jack, built much more than rap
  This that project haircut in the cul-de-sac
  This is where Jose front you them quarters at
  Meet your quota whenever I put a quote on a track, nigga [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  Keepin' it G ain't nothin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  I got the whole block bumpin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  From Compton to Baltimore I'ma kill it
  I buy a morgue in the minute
  The public house, the plastic couch of a section 8 tenant
  The Regal window is tinted
  The air conditioner broke
  But I'm cool enough to ensure you my ride is an Eskimo
  (Huh?) 
  And I peel off
  In the midst of gettin' my thrills off
  And I thrive off energies from inner cities that we lost (huh?)
  I'm puttin' the ghetto on top of my back
  And I live in the back of the jungle
  Lions, tigers, bears, oh my
  Hear the siren, walk up, [pow pow] drive-by
  Shooters, looters, federal fed intruders
  The engines on back of scooters
  The real can recognize real
  And we need to know just who you are
  You are in the presence of many presents
  Kendrick the gift for the future, oh yeah, I said it
  Thug life, good kid, mad city
  Mad respect representin' the hub right [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  Keepin' it G ain't nothin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  I got the whole block bumpin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  [Verse 3: Jay Rock]
  The home girls tell me I'm the shit
  I break 'em off so they can buy some outfits
  I buy they sons a pack of pampers, some new Jordan's
  Give 'em the game, school 'em on what's really important
  It's how I was raised, the OG's had me
  Thirteen, fresh off the porch, slangin' cavi
  But I'm wiser now, show all my young niggas
  There's other ways you get them dollars and funds, nigga
  Comin' down in an old school, so cool
  Whip like a fire ball; call it Goku
  You don't know the tribulations that we go through
  Put your ears to the speakers, I'ma show you
  I paint the picture so perfect
  In my CD, you see Mona Lisa in person
  Courtesy of a hunnit beat
  Got my Crips and esse's at arm reach; one West [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  Keepin' it G ain't nothin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)
  I got the whole block bumpin' (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  You ain't gotta like it, ‘cause the hood gone love it (Hey)
  Watch a young nigga show his ass out in public (Hey, hey)