I got another gang story to tell Peep, about how a black nigga was born in hell And right then and there it's no hope Cause a nigga can't escape the gangs and the dope Damn! And when its black on black, that makes it shitty 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 Chyeah, Its not that you want to but you have to Don't be a mark, cause niggas might laugh you Straight off the mutherfuckin block Can't deal with bustas so they asses get clocked Chyeah, who gives a fuck about another Only got love for my fuckin gang brothers Chyeah but I'm young so nobody would wonder That the hood would take me under
[Hook:] 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 fuckin part I'm down for the hood and its planted in the heart Fool. At school slappin on the girls asses Fuck the white education so I skip a lot of classes Cause ain't no teaching a nigga white reality Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality Pop pop pop, drops the sucker If he's from another hood I gots ta shoot the mutherfucker Chyeah I'm in it to win it and can't quit Fool, and ready die for this shit One times can't fade the gang tuff Putting my foot in your ass to make times rough I'm the neighborhood terror but I never wondered That the hood would take me under
[Hook:] Always strapped and eager to peel a cap The hood done took me under Police is hot, so I'm watching my back...
I guess I'll watch my back cause niggas 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, fuck 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. Chyeah, that's what its all about See the sucker, take the mutherfucker 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 Nigga 25 to live for the murder Was it worth it I've always wondered Maybe if the hood didn't take me under
Chyeah, this going out to all the niggas It's going out to my niggas Its going out to all the niggas My nigga Mike T