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 [Hook:] 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