| Geah
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| Your lesson for y’all out there
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| All the thug niggas on the block regulatin'
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| This goes out for y’all
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| (West Side)
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| Gangstas will rule the world in the Y2K
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| Check it out
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| Can y’all see where I’m comin from
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| Hoods and blocks and G’s with Glocks
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| Young thug niggas with rocks
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| Everyday and night cause ain’t — nuthin' changed
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| Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang
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| Lord have mercy — to the ones that’s gone
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| Cause only you upstairs know was wrong
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| Night time hits, here comes the fire flies
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| One more block to catch the drive-by
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| Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet
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| Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet
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| Poor muthafuckas still wating — on the county
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| Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie
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| Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks
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| Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack
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| Knick knack — patty wack, packs straps
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| Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps
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| From yo hood 2 my hood’s all the same
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| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games
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| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes
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| If you get caught then don’t say no names
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| I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen
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| Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in
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| Lotta tales 'bout fools gettin' em up and shanked
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| Whose mouth tight shut? |
| Whose shit that stink?
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| Gotta lil' message — 'bout the bitch you fucked
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| A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck
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| Me and Loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends
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| I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen
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| Fools still riding — got the spot on lock
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| We gon' chill right here till you back on the block
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| Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars
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| High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car
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| We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night
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| Never bailed on a homie when it’s time to fight
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| One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt
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| Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk
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| From yo hood 2 my hood’s all the same
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| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games
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| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes
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| If you get caught then don’t say no names
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| Somebody help me out the ghetto
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| Ya know — same story just like before
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| I don’t wanna be here just like you
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| I slangs just 'bout everything to start new
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| Do you have the answer?
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| Niggas gettin' popped — dying off just like cancer
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| You got your enemies, you got your old G’s
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| In the penitentiaries just want to be free
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| If I had another chance would I do it again?
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| Rewind the time and head right back to the pen
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| Seems like I can’t escaped this world of sin
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| Judgement for this young thug in the end
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| Time’s up — this thug caught a slug
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| In another town trying to slang drugs
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| My moms pray for my soul
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| As I lay below
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| I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
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| Geah
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| You how we do it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song From Yo Hood 2 My Hood , by - MC Eiht. Song from the album N' My Neighborhood, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп