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guice - raised in the hood lyrics

[verse 1]
eyewitness news, top stories in the clock
another n_gga just got popped on my block
crack fiends beating on my door to buy a rock
i’m paranoid, watching my back for undercover cops
see, daddy lost his job last week over some bullsh_t
mommy working her ass off to come up with the full rent
now i’m on the streets slanging crack to make a dollar
got to be on top of the game, ain’t going out like my father
see, only the strong survive in my hood
and i’m the strongest, it’s all about putting in work
and who can last the longest
having a gun ain’t sh_t if you’re scared to pull the trigger
but the smaller n_gga, never underestimate a n_gga
ghetto life, that’s all i know, that’s how i live
ripping a n_gga off for his sh_t, that’s how it is
i’m looking at the hood through the eyes of a child
scared he won’t see the next day ’cause he’s a juvenile
delinquent

[chorus]
yeah, a juvenile delinquent
a juvenile
delinquent
[verse 2]
now i’m hanging out with motherf_cking cap peelers
grew a little bigger, f_ck the fiends, i’m serving dealers
f_ck the ben franklin, yeah, i got it
strapped with my .38, can’t leave home without it
see, mommy found i hustle and sell cocaine
kicked me out of the crib like it wasn’t no thing
now i’m on the streets full_time, f_ck school
the situation got me pulling my strap to f_ck fools
since i’m serving weight, i’m making deals on the regular
sold my first key, sold my pager, bought a [?]
found myself a ’64, took it to the chop shop
now i roll [?] fresh paint with the drop_top
all the n_ggas in my hood come out with their hand out
[?]
“give me some dope,” yeah, that sh_t just ran out
all the b_tches in my hood treat me with a smile
[?]
when they hang a juvenile
delinquent

[chorus]
yeah, a juvenile
delinquent
a juvenile
delinquent
[verse 3]
only eighteen and got more money than the mayor
got to watch my back for undercover and nosy neighbors

[?]
but i can’t get caught slipping

tears in her eyes ’cause she knows where i’m headed
straight to the grave, even though she never said it
on my way to memphis, got to make another deal
[?]
mixed up the package, then i stopped at the liquor store
now i’m f_cked up behind the wheel, but you don’t hear me, though

’cause i’m f_cked up and got cocaine on my front seat
reaching for my .38, n_gga, i heard a cl!ck
i turned around and _gun sound_, my face …

[outro]
oh f_ck, a juvenile delinquent
for 1995, …
yeah, a juvenile delinquent

- guice lyrics

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