Tha Hood Is Mine (Explicit) 歌詞
Tha Hood Is Mine (Explicit) - MC Eiht
I been dyin' to ride
Been dyin' to shine
Dyin' to rob
Been dyin' to rep this side
Dyin' to serve
Dyin' for cheese
To raise up out the hood
I been dyin' to lead
Just keep all yellin my name
I been dyin' to trip
Dyin' for a grip
Dyin' for that brand new whip
Dyin' for it all
Ni**a been dyin' to ball
Throw it all
Tech been brakin his neck
I step in wavin the tek
For that check I'ma lane inject
The game is mine
You niggas just ain't knowin it yet
Several attempts I been tryin to try
Lil niggas causin havoc in the hood
Like they dyin' to dye
Dyin' to get fly
Dyin' to get high
Dyin' to win
Dyin' to go to the bin get suaved
Get out
Then added again
That's why we ride
And that's a fact
Can't spell the west without the E S
Say your grace to that
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
Chips I stack
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
The hood is mine
Do ya know I don't regulate your spot for cheese
Ya know these real old chiefs got glocks to squeeze
You know the outcome
Flips off the horn
Caught times flip da script
Get ya back on
Know the real deal
Undercover spots to chill
Know the enemy creep
Best pack the steel
I ain't knowin what a trick for doe
If I knew what I know now
Would've caught the 4 4
Know your game plan slow
F**k the rest for sure
Know the west number 1 tell your b**ch to float
Ya know these rag wearain' pants saggin' niggas with ***
Know ya upper class b**ches love a thug
Know ya days is done know ya no homey to blaze one
Know when the pistols raise know how fast you run
Know your talk is cheap know I'm in too deep
Know if you test the west then your put to sleep
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
Chips I stack
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
The hood is mine
Killa killa homey yeah you know wuz up
Sucka sucka regulate get your bucks
Killa killa homey yeah you know wuz up
Sucka sucka regulate get your bucks
Ya know how we cruise up and blow leaf
Hoodbangers runnin your spot so no beef
Ya know I loves the town where
The homeboys hustle to make cheese
And the girls get down
Know the gang bang sound when we droppin the spot
Know outta towners is easy to spot hoes runnin to pop
You know them niggas 'cause they down for the cards
We steppin to the room with girls off walls
Ya know this melitin mack
Heat cocked still in your back
Till we get to the back
Walk casual
I want west in to stay plus calateral that'll do
We regulate states
Tech and eiht
Aye the weight
Waitin for techniec to drop
Aye check the date
Tell these enemies of mine the time
Better check
Your late
Interfere with mine
Make him a believer
Throw a bullet and make him a receiver and a LBC'er
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
Chips I stack
The hood is mine
Homey get back
The hood is mine
The hood is mine
Killa killa homey yeah you know wuz up
Sucka sucka regulate get your bucks
Killa killa homey yeah you know wuz up
Sucka sucka regulate get your bucks
Chill chill chill come on
Chill chill chill come on
Hey bo' back chill
Woo back to the foolish chill
Homey get back
Chips I strak
She I get back
She is subsrack
She