I got another gang story to tell
Peep, about how a black n***a was born in hell
And right then and there it's no hope
Cause a n***a can't escape the gangs and the dope
Damn! And when its black on black, that makes it sh**ty
Can't survive in the Compton city
And fool thats bet
Cause when you grow up in the hood, you gots ta claim a set
Chyeah, Its not that you want to but you have to
Don't be a mark, cause n***as might laugh you
Straight off the mutherf**in block
Can't deal with bustas so they a**es get clocked
Chyeah, who gives a f** about another
Only got love for my f**in gang brothers
Chyeah but I'm young so nobody would wonder
That the hood would take me under
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Always strapped and eager to peel a cap
The hood done took me under
Now I'm a few ages older
Got hair on my nuts and I'm a little bit bolder
And puttin in work, I has to do my f**in part
I'm down for the hood and its planted in the heart
Fool. At school slappin on the girls a**es
f** the white education so I skip a lot of cla**es
Cause ain't no teaching a n***a white reality
Teach me the mutherf**in gang mentality
Pop pop pop, drops the s**er
If he's from another hood I gots ta shoot the mutherf**er
Chyeah I'm in it to win it and can't quit
Fool, and ready die for this sh**
One times can't fade the gang tuff
Putting my foot in your a** to make times rough
I'm the neighborhood terror but I never wondered
That the hood would take me under
[Hook:]
Always strapped and eager to peel a cap
The hood done took me under
Police is hot, so I'm watching my back...
I guess I'll watch my back cause n***as jivin'
Times heard this brother pulled a 187
Who I thought was my homie dropped the dime
So I gotta peel his cap with the nine
Fool, so if its on then its on, f** ya G
Because how the odds are looking, its either him or me
So I loads up the strap and I step
Cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is d**h
Revenge. Chyeah, that's what its all about
See the s**er, take the mutherf**er out
Stare the fool down with the eye contact
He try to swing so I draw on him with the gatt
Blast was the sound that one times heard uh
n***a 25 to live for the murder
Was it worth it I've always wondered
Maybe if the hood didn't take me under
Chyeah, this going out to all the n***as
It's going out to my n***as
Its going out to all the n***as
My n***a Mike T