[ INTRO ]

Gyeah

Regulatin for the west

Hoo Bangin gangstas in the house

Gyeah

Compton

All day

For the thugs



[ VERSE 1 ]

I tell you it's hell up in Compton, know what I mean

Niggas'll keep you dumpin plottin for cream

On a late night tip straight chasin your dream

Just a young knucklehead tryin to run with the team

Moms and Pops tripped and slipped into the split

Now the days got tight cause this nigga wasn't gettin shit

The old fools down the block said: you're dumb

If you sling that white they will come

Now I know the game 50 double into the C- note

The beach cruiser flipped into the el camino

My hoodrat bitch done got a little class

Swap meet jewelry to tight jeans with ass

The .380 tucked away in a stash

The old school tapes I pumps in the dash

Just so I can smash

Sometimes I wonder how the hood life could last



[ CHORUS ]

The hood still took me under ( somebody help me out )

That's true

The hood still got me nigga

Like you

Gettin money on the blocks with my crew ( I don't wanna be here )

I'll be a thug nigga till my days is through

Come on

The hood still got me under ( Somebody help me out )

That's true

The hood got me nigga

Like you

Gettin money on the blocks with my crew ( I don't wanna be here )

I'll be a thug nigga till my days is trough



[ VERSE 2 ]

One-Times is gafflin that's the story

Another drive-by, another territory

Seems that they got a nigga all shook up

Y'all know we run the fuckin streets if we all hook up

But fuck it back to the fat packs I cook up

Your clientel down the block I straight took up

Dead presidents I got to stack it (ching-ching)

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