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b g – hood took me under كلمات اغاني

i got another gang story to tell.
peep, about how a black n-gg- was born in h-ll.
and right then and there it’s no hope
cause a n-gg- can’t escape the gangs and the dope.
d-mn! and when its black on black, that makes it sh-tty.
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.
geah, its not that you want to but you have to.
don’t be a mark, cause n-gg-s might laugh you
straight off the m-th-rf-ckin block.
can’t deal with bustas so they -sses get clocked.
geah, who gives a f-ck about another.
only got love for my f-ckin gang brothers.
geah but i’m young so n-body would wonder
that the hood would take me under.

(scratching: 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-ckin part,
i’m down for the hood and its planted in the heart.
fool. at school slappin on the girls -sses
f-ck the white education so i skip a lot of cl-sses.
cause ain’t no teaching a n-gg- white reality.
teach me the m-th-rf-ckin gang mentality.
pop pop pop, drops the sucker
if he’s from another hood i gots ta shoot the m-th-rf-cker.
geah i’m in it to win it and can’t quit.
fool, and ready die for this sh-t.
one times can’t fade the gang tuff.
puttin my foot in your -ss to make times rough.
i’m the neighbourhood terror but i never wondered
that the hood would take me under.

chorus:
+(police is hot, so i’m watching my back…)

i guess i’ll watch my back cause n-gg-s 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-ck 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 death.
revenge. that’s what its all about.
see the sucker, take the m-th-rf-cker 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-gg- 25 to live for the murder.
was it worth it i’ve always wondered.
maybe if the hood didn’t take me under.

geah, this going out to all the n-gg-s,
it’s going out to my n-gg-s.
its going out to all the n-gg-s,
my n-gg- mike t

- b g

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