Growin Up In The Hood lyrics

Growin Up In The Hood lyrics

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Send "Growin Up In The Hood" Ringtone to your Cell Wake your punk ass up The MC Eiht`s back in the muthafucking house Kicking the straight gansta shit for teh 9 1 You know what I`m saying yea Growing up in the hood yea boy 1984 Was the year my peers didn`t know what was in store A little hard head kid came abade Time to pay my dues learn the tricks of the trade And at home it`s the same ass story Mom`s treat me like she don`t even know me But my younger brother`s got much clout I can`t take this shit so I bones the hell out And roll wit the pack of wicked muthafuckas No shorts are taken, we`re down black brothers A little nigga wit no problems at all Fucked up and killed my first 8-ball Quick up the stairs so little sucker stop looking Stagger to the house so I can collect my whooping But watch out `cause a little nigga`s up to no good Growin` up in the hood (Chorus) Life ain`t nuttin but bitches and money `Cause in the city you live and let die Nutting but bitches and money I got hard times and realize, ?(skate)? sometimes I wonder But it just seems that the hood could took me under Police sweat my tip and keep harrassing Trying to lock me up `cause I keep on blasting Community trying to shut me out But the money keeps flowing and I got much clout Wit the cluckers, the brother back street punk suckers Try to break me out fool, you be a short muthafucka Always strapping, eager to peal a cap I set up a trap, put your foot to a nap `Cause I grew up fast on the wrong side of the law So watch me take 2 to your jaw Don`t enter my hood homeboy Not a robocop, a robogansta, ready to destroy I take chances `cause life to be ain`t no good Growin` up in the hood Life ain`t nuttin but bitches and money Where I`m at if you`re soft, you`re lost Nuttin but bitches and money 1987, I`m back on the scene, out of jail, I`m legit And I`m fucking up shit I`m ready to peal a sucker`s cap And I heard that my hood was making snaps As I precede to make my riches Just like the neighborhood kingpin, pimp, and all these bitches Task force trying to roll deep But I`m playing these punk fools cheap Niggas rolled by and try to blast, it didn`t work I seen the bullets flying and fool, I hit the dirt Bullets fly through the window Hits my brother, down goes my mother As I`m rolling, I`m hitting my switches Looking for the punk ass, sons of bitches I found them, before I kill `em, I said you fucked up good Got ta handle that, growin` up in the hood Chorus yea-a-a-a A brother`s on the run, I`ve got a hand in my stash box Wanted `cause I`m serving them the potent fat rocks And my face is like a household name Everybody warns their kids about the dope game But I`m still makin gmy profit And the one time just can`t stop it So I keep hiding my face No time to waste, they got me on the chase Now the neighborhood`s on my line `Cause some punk ass fool had drop the dime 5-0 at my doo` at 8 o`clock Rush to the toilet so I could flush the rock Out the backdoor, freeze, I heard a shout Am I sho`, yo I guess I got no clout But it`s murder one, I`m the victim, damn, that ain`t good Growin` up in the hood Send " Growin Up In The Hood" Ringtone to your Cell Growin Up In The Hood lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Growin Up In The Hood lyrics @ ELyrics | Growin Up In The Hood lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Growin Up In The Hood lyrics @ Songlyrics | Growin Up In The Hood lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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