So Ruff (Explicit)

So Ruff (Explicit) - MC Eiht

Geah

Geah

Geah

Hoo bang ni**a

Some of that futuristic sh*t

For that a**

Keeping it thuggish though

Check it out

The concrete streets bring heat it's so rough

Niggas test everyday calling your bluff

Eight had enough I'm smoking my fluff

Spitting game letting you know my turf is tough

My theme is I push music to driveby

I slide through scoop up four and ride high

Strap under the seat my hood technique

As I destroy your block like dante's peak

Feel me partly a killer clocker for fun

On my turf putting in work since day one

Y'all ain't heard enough about a ni**a singing the blues

Niggas bending in two's while y'all watch the news

John Walsh wash me up you're crazy

Having my face captured 180

Can't go there ain't having that man f**k

The strap turned me corrupt so prepare to duck

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

I guess my mind's on the track gotta get me a stack

And in fact homebody you know what gun I pack

Keeps y'all enemies close that stay cheating

When they ask make fast and start heating

Niggas ain't f**kin around dodge mine

Drop yours b**ch and lay that a** down

Keep your face to the ground don't even look

No positive ID and all the money was took

Shook the hell up out the spot and kept away from snitches

Took a trip across town just to floss my riches

B**ches turn into niggas and start yapping

One more hit on your house where y'all napping

Dumping one catch you in the midnight the late night hour

The hollow point shower

The sweet success that you taste has got sour

Straight eight regulate my thug power

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

My niggas disappoint me thinking y'all can fade it

Still player hated wishing y'all made it

Stay down hoo banging niggas taking over

G's in lows putting holes up in a rover

Told ya stop trying to walk in our shoes

Real thugs hail from the west first rule

In fact we the first bloods and Crips

First niggas to drive by sending tricks on trips

First niggas to hit yo town and set up shop

Bring the prices down low y'all pick the rest to cop

Copy cats now y'all dipping lows with heats

Perpetrating fresh coast trying to roll our streets

Hate your sight catch you on a red eye flight

Commence the sweating the groove just for spite

Lucky though I give you a pass and let you go

I'mma catch you on the road at another rap show

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

That makes niggas from the hood stay tough

Slings packs pack straps quarters and halfs

16 double the stash you do the math

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

Geah

Hoo bang ni**a

That makes niggas from the turf stay tough

Geah

Westside you know

Sometimes in the hood it's so rough

Geah you know what we do

That makes niggas from the turf stay tough