mc eiht - niggaz make the hood go round lyrics
geah
eihthype in the m-th-f-ckin house
mc eiht, dj slip
half ounce in the m-th-rf-ckin house
it all starts in them m-th-f-ckin streets
with the shooting up, bang bang
from the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc’d out compton gangs
from they mommas to they daddies to they grands
p-ssed generations with rags in they f-ckin’ hands
and living in compton you can’t deal with the h-ssle
uh, living in compton one time’s tryin’ to gaffle
uh, living in compton boy you better think fast
n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin around, they’ll put a slug in your -ss
never givin a f-ck goin’ out like geez
slangin them keys, jackin naked body on d’s
do or die is the motto that we strive to live
do a m-th-f-ckin drive-by on your wife and kids
from every hood to block to park to street
you cross the wrong f-ckin’ line and your -ss gets beat
one for all, all for one is how we go down
n-gg-z make the m-th-f-ckin hood go round
that’s righ, geah
n-gg-s make the hood… geah… go
you know…
the hood done took under all kinds, yeah i know
from my homies down in watts to the g’s in chicago
(hey what’s up homeboy? )
what’s up? and everybody’s up on the gank
it don’t matter how the f-ckin blood splatter, long as get yo’ bank
real g’s come in all shapes and sizes
dottin’ your eyeses, packin all kinda surprises
the type of n-gg-s that don’t give a f-ck about one time
fill they f-ckin’ car full of holes with this brand new 9 (pop pop)
and now your sh-t outta luck
n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin around when they hood starts throwing down (geah)
caps get peeled with this hot -ss a.k.
ain’t no stoppin’ cause we poppin’ punks on rainy days
a place where there’s about a million night stalkers
gangsta walkers, m-th-f-ckin’ sh-t talkers
throw your straps in the air when you hear the sound (yeah)
n-gg-z make the m-th-f-ckin’ hood go round
geah
n-gg-s make the hood… go
you know
d-mn the hood is kinda hot (say why)
just heard one of the f-ckin homies got shot (sh-t)
and we don’t need it cause it’s some sh-t that we just went through
at martin luther king guess who we ran into
the enemy, no friend of me, homies grab your straps (what’s up? )
in the waiting room it’s time to peel some f-ckin caps
and ain’t no losin cause we already lost
the homie from the hood so they -sses get tossed
and ain’t no cowards from my camp, so homie let’s dump
fill they -ss full of holes right after we stomp
that’s the way it happens, the way i’m sayin’
fool, n-gg-s from the old school ain’t playin (geah)
you got beef? m-th-f-cka that’s cool (you got beef? )
say h-llo to the m-th-rf-ckin tool (what’s up man? )
we cap yo’ -ss so ya know you’re goin’ down
n-gg-s make the m-th-rf-ckin hood go round (geah)
geah
n-gg-s make the hood… go
you know
geah
geah
and this is going out to all the real compton n-gg-s, geah
you know what i’m saying
and you can’t stop the m-th-rf-ckin’ b-m rush
half ounce in the m-th-f-ckin’ house, geah
and we puttin’ it down for all the real compton n-gg-s y’know i’m sayin
ain’t no faking homeboy
eihthype’s in this b-tch for the 94
mc eiht, dj slip, boom bam, tha chill,
my homeboy d.u.i., lil hawk & bird
y’know i’m sayin, geah
and this is how we doin in, you know i’m sayin
and peace to all the real compton city g’s
yo willie, take me outta here
yeah what’s up, geah
eihthype’s in this b-tch
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