Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tha Hood Still Got Me Under, artist - MC Eiht. Album song Section 8, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Tha Hood Still Got Me Under |
Gyeah |
Regulatin for the west |
Hoo Bangin gangstas in the house |
Gyeah |
Compton |
All day |
For the thugs |
I tell you it’s hell up in Compton, know what I mean |
Niggas’ll keep you dumpin plottin for cream |
On a late night tip straight chasin your dream |
Just a young knucklehead tryin to run with the team |
Moms and Pops tripped and slipped into the split |
Now the days got tight cause this nigga wasn’t gettin shit |
The old fools down the block said: you’re dumb |
If you sling that white they will come |
Now I know the game 50 double into the C- note |
The beach cruiser flipped into the el camino |
My hoodrat bitch done got a little class |
Swap meet jewelry to tight jeans with ass |
The .380 tucked away in a stash |
The old school tapes I pumps in the dash |
Just so I can smash |
Sometimes I wonder how the hood life could last |
The hood still took me under (somebody help me out) |
That’s true |
The hood still got me nigga |
Like you |
Gettin money on the blocks with my crew (I don’t wanna be here) |
I’ll be a thug nigga till my days is through |
Come on |
The hood still got me under (Somebody help me out) |
That’s true |
The hood got me nigga |
Like you |
Gettin money on the blocks with my crew (I don’t wanna be here) |
I’ll be a thug nigga till my days is trough |
One-Times is gafflin that’s the story |
Another drive-by, another territory |
Seems that they got a nigga all shook up |
Y’all know we run the fuckin streets if we all hook up |
But fuck it back to the fat packs I cook up |
Your clientel down the block I straight took up |
Dead presidents I got to stack it (ching-ching) |
Infiltrators can’t see the in my jacket |
Lord you gotta forgive me for bein a thug |
Niggas cross the frontline, catch the slug |
Bullet cracks the window, body hits the rug |
Burn rubber-sound means a nigga just dug |
Out the crime scene back to my section |
Slippin in the dark, shoulda had protection |
That’s how it goes never take shit lightly |
Hoo Bangin gangstas thinkin just like me |
Check this out (Somebody help me out) |
Gyeah |
Compton all day |
Come on (Somebody help me out) |
Hoo Bang all day nigga (Somebody help me out) |
Representin for the west (Somebody help me out) |
Gyeah |
Gyeah (Somebody help me out) |
Representin for all the thugs (I don’t wanna be here) |
For all the thugs rest in peace |
The real G’s |
Gyeah (Somebody help me out) |
You know how we do it (I don’t wanna be here) |
Representin for the west |
Hoo Bangin affiliance |
Compton |
Gyeah |
(Somebody help me out) |
(Somebody help me out) |
(Somebody help me out) |
(I don’t wanna be here) |
(Somebody help me out) |
(I don’t wanna be here) |