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Growin' Up in the Hood - MC Eiht
Wake your punk a*s up
The MC eiht's back in the mutha****ing house
Kicking the straight gansta s**t for teh 9-1
You know what I'm saying yea
Growing up in the hood yea boy 1984
Was the year my peers didn't know what was in store
A little hard head kid came abade
Time to pay my dues learn the tricks of the trade
And at home it's the same a*s story
Mom's treat me like she don't even know me
But my younger brother's got much clout
I can't take this s**t so I bones the hell out
And roll wit the pack of wicked mutha****as
No shorts are taken we're down black brothers
A little n***a wit no problems at all
F**ked up and killed my first 8-ball
Quick up the stairs so little sucker stop looking
Stagger to the house so I can collect my whooping
But watch out 'cause a little n***a's up to no good
Growin' up in the hood
Life ain't nuttin but b***hes and money
'Cause in the city you live and let die
Nutting but b***hes and money
I got hard times and realize skate sometimes I wonder
But it just seems that the hood could took me under
Police sweat my tip and keep harrassing
Trying to lock me up 'cause I keep on blasting
Community trying to shut me out
But the money keeps flowing and I got much clout
Wit the cluckers the brother back street punk suckers
Try to break me out fool you be a short mutha****a
Always strapping eager to peel a cap
I set up a trap put your foot to a nap
'Cause I grew up fast on the wrong side of the law
So watch me take 2 to your jaw
Don't enter my hood homeboy
Not a robocop a robogansta ready to destroy
I take chances 'cause life to me ain't no good
Growin' up in the hood
Life ain't nuttin but b***hes and money
Where I'm at if you're soft you're lost
Nuttin but b***hes and money
1987 I'm back on the scene out of jail I'm legit
And I'm f**king up s**t
I'm ready to peel a sucker's cap
And I heard that my hood was making snaps
As I precede to make my riches
Just like the neighborhood kingpin pimp and all these b***hes
Task force trying to roll deep
But I'm playing these punk fools cheap
N***as rolled by and try to blast it didn't work
I seen the bullets flying and fool I hit the dirt
Bullets fly through the window
Hits my brother down goes my mother
As I'm rolling I'm hitting my switches
Looking for the punk a*s sons of b***hes
I found them before I kill
'Em I said you f**ked up good
Got ta handle that growin' up in the hood
Life ain't nuttin but b***hes and money
'Cause in the city you live and let die
Nutting but b***hes and money
A brother's on the run
I've got a hand in my stash box
Wanted 'cause I'm serving them the potent fat rocks
And my face is like a household name
Everybody warns their kids about the d**e game
But I'm still makin my profit
And the one time just can't stop it
So I keep hiding my face
No time to waste they got me on the chase
Now the neighborhood's on my line
'Cause some punk a*s fool had drop the dime
5-0 at my doo' at 8 o'clock
Rush to the toilet so I could flush the rock
Out the backdoor freeze I heard a shout
Am I sho' yo I guess I got no clout
But it's murder one I'm the victim d**n that ain't good
Growin' up in the hood
Where I'm at if you're soft you're lost
Compton is the city that I claim
City that I f**ked take no s**t from it sure
Compton is the city that I claim
Where I'm at if you're soft you're lost
Compton is the city that I claim
City that I f**ked take no s**t from it sure
Compton is the city that I claim
City that I f**ked take no s**t from it sure
