Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anotha Day In Tha Hood, artist - 8Ball & MJG. Album song On the Outside Looking In, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Record label: CRF
Song language: English
Anotha Day In Tha Hood |
Eightball the Fat Mac must express |
While a nigga’s gettin zooted from the potent-ass sess |
Lookin back, damn, I was wild as a juvenile |
Mama showed love and she struggled for her only child |
But like my dad I was stuck in the streets |
I never wanted to work hard, cause that shit ain’t for me Back then only 16, ignorant and curious |
Mom’s gettin periods cause I wasn’t serious |
I said f**k school teachers and the church preachers |
I wanted to hang with my niggas with the street sweepers |
Back in the days sellin herbs on the |
Me and Squeaky doin city-wide talent shows |
Gettin dissed, gettin pissed cause of this shit |
Cause it’s so hard in this muthaf**kin business |
I said many times, «Mama, I’ma make you proud» |
But I could never leave the thug life of Orange Mound |
I’m on the corner drinkin Thunderbird, slingin rocks |
They in my hands cause the cops know 'bout the matchbox |
But I can’t sell dope, rappin is the way, gee |
And this is just another day around the homies |
.mid day, I was deep into a sleep |
Unconscious from that hay that they distribute on em streets |
My world was constantly spinnin from the Rémy that was in me And we ain’t half-stepped on them blunts, we chiefed up plenty |
A penny to be earned in a day is what I’m looking for |
Hopin for, some kind of way to make a little more ducats |
F**k it, shit that I just needed, I just stuck it Up, hell, nigga might as well |
Proceed to hustle like a p-i-m-p |
MJ f**kin G The nigga with the muthaf**kin clout, no doubt |
The pimps is in the muthaf**kin house |
Be up out, black folk is takin over |
You know how I know? |
Gimme the mic and I show ya I teach ya, I reach ya with this pimpalistic knowledge |
The shit a nigga learned back in Break-A-Bitch College |
Started, to hustle at the age of 11 |
Started makin money when a nigga turned 12 |
Started to induldge at the age of 13 |
At 14 a nigga flatfoot was raisin hell |
In the muthaf**kin hood |
So many rappers in this industry, I don’t doubt |
That it’s a bunch of niggas broke with a CD out |
It ain’t new to me, cause me and MJG |
Had to struggle just to hustle down in Tennessee |
In Memphis, tryin to be a rapper |
But rappin don’t mean shit to Elvis Presley-lovin crackers |
Plus I’m with a record label gankin me and f**kin me Niggas always promsisin me shit that I will never see |
Trick-buster always talkin 'bout we family |
But while I was rappin he was snortin up my royalty |
So I got smart, hit the streets and said f**k that |
That’s when this nigga named T Money heard our first track |
Pack em up, move em out, straight down to Texas |
Me and JG ridin drop-top Lexus |
«Coming Out Hard"on the charts in the 'Billboard' |
Second album droppin and we waitin on our first award |
Niggas talkin cause the crew ain’t walkin no mo' |
Them jealous busters tryin to start shit over hoes |
I don’t know what is worse, livin bad or livin good |
But the whole world remind me of my neighborhood |
See, I’m a self-made hustler, trustin the |
Niggas who think that two heads are better than one |
And ready to get the job done, son |
MJG gots game in the street sale |
That makes me get lifts in the studio |
Even though it was kind of hard as far as I can see |
Growin up in the Orange Mound Tennessee community |
Could it be the future had love for a nigga who |
Struggled through all type of shit for a bill or two? |
Still I do shows for my fans cause my fans buy my tapes |
And the tapes make my g’s and the g’s keeps me straight |
And I hate when the busters smile all in my face like a hoe |
And talk shit in the down low |
Look out, punk, mutha-f**ka, sucka, niggas |
My finger’s gettin tired of the trigger, dig a Grave, shit, cause I don’t want his boys to have to deal |
With the smell of the trick I just killed |
? |
if you can’t hang with the stress, best |
Wipe the big 'S' off your muthaf**kin chest |
Press issues, makin sure they fully understood |
'bout a young nigga life in the muthaf**kin hood |