Niggaz Make The Hood Go Round - LP Version Lyrics
| Song | Niggaz Make The Hood Go Round - LP Version |
| Artist | MC Eiht |
| Album | We Come Strapped |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Eihthype in the mutha****in house | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip | |
| Half ounce in the muther****in house | |
| It all starts in them mutha****in streets | |
| With the shooting up, bang bang | |
| From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc'd out compton gangs | |
| From they mommas to they daddies to they grands | |
| Passed generations with rags in they ****in' hands | |
| And living in compton you can't deal with the hassle | |
| Uh, living in compton one time's tryin' to gaffle | |
| Uh, living in compton boy you better think fast | |
| Niggas ain't ****in around, they'll put a slug in your ass | |
| Never givin a **** goin' out like geez | |
| Slangin them keys, jackin naked body on d's | |
| Do or die is the motto that we strive to live | |
| Do a mutha****in drive-by on your wife and kids | |
| From every hood to block to park to street | |
| You cross the wrong ****in' line and your ass gets beat | |
| One for all, all for one is how we go down | |
| Niggaz make the mutha****in hood go round | |
| That's righ, geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... geah... go | |
| You know... | |
| The hood done took under all kinds, yeah i know | |
| From my homies down in watts to the g's in chicago | |
| (hey what's up homeboy?) | |
| What's up? and everybody's up on the gank | |
| It don't matter how the ****in blood splatter, long as get yo' bank | |
| Real g's come in all shapes and sizes | |
| Dottin' your eyeses, packin all kinda surprises | |
| The type of niggas that don't give a **** about one time | |
| Fill they ****in' car full of holes with this brand new 9 (pop pop) | |
| And now your shit outta luck | |
| Niggas ain't ****in around when they hood starts throwing down (geah) | |
| Caps get peeled with this hot ass a.k. | |
| Ain't no stoppin' cause we poppin' punks on rainy days | |
| A place where there's about a million night stalkers | |
| Gangsta walkers, mutha****in' shit talkers | |
| Throw your straps in the air when you hear the sound (yeah) | |
| Niggaz make the mutha****in' hood go round | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Damn the hood is kinda hot (say why) | |
| Just heard one of the ****in homies got shot (shit) | |
| And we don't need it cause it's some shit that we just went through | |
| At martin luther king guess who we ran into | |
| The enemy, no friend of me, homies grab your straps (what's up?) | |
| In the waiting room it's time to peel some ****in caps | |
| And ain't no losin cause we already lost | |
| The homie from the hood so they asses get tossed | |
| And ain't no cowards from my camp, so homie let's dump | |
| Fill they ass full of holes right after we stomp | |
| That's the way it happens, the way i'm sayin' | |
| Fool, niggas from the old school ain't playin (geah) | |
| You got beef? mutha****a that's cool (you got beef?) | |
| Say hello to the muther****in tool (what's up man?) | |
| We cap yo' ass so ya know you're goin' down | |
| Niggas make the muther****in hood go round (geah) | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Geah | |
| Geah | |
| And this is going out to all the real compton niggas, geah | |
| You know what i'm saying | |
| And you can't stop the muther****in' bum rush | |
| Half ounce in the mutha****in' house, geah | |
| And we puttin' it down for all the real compton niggas y'know i'm sayin | |
| Ain't no faking homeboy | |
| Eihthype's in this bitch for the 94 | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip, boom bam, tha chill, | |
| My homeboy d.u.i., lil hawk & bird | |
| Y'know i'm sayin, geah | |
| And this is how we doin in, you know i'm sayin | |
| And peace to all the real compton city g's | |
| Yo willie, take me outta here | |
| Yeah what's up, geah | |
| Eihthype's in this bitch |
| zuo ci : Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip | |
| Half ounce in the muther in house | |
| It all starts in them mutha in streets | |
| With the shooting up, bang bang | |
| From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc' d out compton gangs | |
| From they mommas to they daddies to they grands | |
| Passed generations with rags in they in' hands | |
| And living in compton you can' t deal with the hassle | |
| Uh, living in compton one time' s tryin' to gaffle | |
| Uh, living in compton boy you better think fast | |
| Niggas ain' t in around, they' ll put a slug in your ass | |
| Never givin a goin' out like geez | |
| Slangin them keys, jackin naked body on d' s | |
| Do or die is the motto that we strive to live | |
| Do a mutha in driveby on your wife and kids | |
| From every hood to block to park to street | |
| You cross the wrong in' line and your ass gets beat | |
| One for all, all for one is how we go down | |
| Niggaz make the mutha in hood go round | |
| That' s righ, geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... geah... go | |
| You know... | |
| The hood done took under all kinds, yeah i know | |
| From my homies down in watts to the g' s in chicago | |
| hey what' s up homeboy? | |
| What' s up? and everybody' s up on the gank | |
| It don' t matter how the in blood splatter, long as get yo' bank | |
| Real g' s come in all shapes and sizes | |
| Dottin' your eyeses, packin all kinda surprises | |
| The type of niggas that don' t give a about one time | |
| Fill they in' car full of holes with this brand new 9 pop pop | |
| And now your shit outta luck | |
| Niggas ain' t in around when they hood starts throwing down geah | |
| Caps get peeled with this hot ass a. k. | |
| Ain' t no stoppin' cause we poppin' punks on rainy days | |
| A place where there' s about a million night stalkers | |
| Gangsta walkers, mutha in' shit talkers | |
| Throw your straps in the air when you hear the sound yeah | |
| Niggaz make the mutha in' hood go round | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Damn the hood is kinda hot say why | |
| Just heard one of the in homies got shot shit | |
| And we don' t need it cause it' s some shit that we just went through | |
| At martin luther king guess who we ran into | |
| The enemy, no friend of me, homies grab your straps what' s up? | |
| In the waiting room it' s time to peel some in caps | |
| And ain' t no losin cause we already lost | |
| The homie from the hood so they asses get tossed | |
| And ain' t no cowards from my camp, so homie let' s dump | |
| Fill they ass full of holes right after we stomp | |
| That' s the way it happens, the way i' m sayin' | |
| Fool, niggas from the old school ain' t playin geah | |
| You got beef? mutha a that' s cool you got beef? | |
| Say hello to the muther in tool what' s up man? | |
| We cap yo' ass so ya know you' re goin' down | |
| Niggas make the muther in hood go round geah | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Geah | |
| Geah | |
| And this is going out to all the real compton niggas, geah | |
| You know what i' m saying | |
| And you can' t stop the muther in' bum rush | |
| Half ounce in the mutha in' house, geah | |
| And we puttin' it down for all the real compton niggas y' know i' m sayin | |
| Ain' t no faking homeboy | |
| Eihthype' s in this bitch for the 94 | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip, boom bam, tha chill, | |
| My homeboy d. u. i., lil hawk bird | |
| Y' know i' m sayin, geah | |
| And this is how we doin in, you know i' m sayin | |
| And peace to all the real compton city g' s | |
| Yo willie, take me outta here | |
| Yeah what' s up, geah | |
| Eihthype' s in this bitch |
| zuò cí : Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Eihthype in the mutha in house | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip | |
| Half ounce in the muther in house | |
| It all starts in them mutha in streets | |
| With the shooting up, bang bang | |
| From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc' d out compton gangs | |
| From they mommas to they daddies to they grands | |
| Passed generations with rags in they in' hands | |
| And living in compton you can' t deal with the hassle | |
| Uh, living in compton one time' s tryin' to gaffle | |
| Uh, living in compton boy you better think fast | |
| Niggas ain' t in around, they' ll put a slug in your ass | |
| Never givin a goin' out like geez | |
| Slangin them keys, jackin naked body on d' s | |
| Do or die is the motto that we strive to live | |
| Do a mutha in driveby on your wife and kids | |
| From every hood to block to park to street | |
| You cross the wrong in' line and your ass gets beat | |
| One for all, all for one is how we go down | |
| Niggaz make the mutha in hood go round | |
| That' s righ, geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... geah... go | |
| You know... | |
| The hood done took under all kinds, yeah i know | |
| From my homies down in watts to the g' s in chicago | |
| hey what' s up homeboy? | |
| What' s up? and everybody' s up on the gank | |
| It don' t matter how the in blood splatter, long as get yo' bank | |
| Real g' s come in all shapes and sizes | |
| Dottin' your eyeses, packin all kinda surprises | |
| The type of niggas that don' t give a about one time | |
| Fill they in' car full of holes with this brand new 9 pop pop | |
| And now your shit outta luck | |
| Niggas ain' t in around when they hood starts throwing down geah | |
| Caps get peeled with this hot ass a. k. | |
| Ain' t no stoppin' cause we poppin' punks on rainy days | |
| A place where there' s about a million night stalkers | |
| Gangsta walkers, mutha in' shit talkers | |
| Throw your straps in the air when you hear the sound yeah | |
| Niggaz make the mutha in' hood go round | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Damn the hood is kinda hot say why | |
| Just heard one of the in homies got shot shit | |
| And we don' t need it cause it' s some shit that we just went through | |
| At martin luther king guess who we ran into | |
| The enemy, no friend of me, homies grab your straps what' s up? | |
| In the waiting room it' s time to peel some in caps | |
| And ain' t no losin cause we already lost | |
| The homie from the hood so they asses get tossed | |
| And ain' t no cowards from my camp, so homie let' s dump | |
| Fill they ass full of holes right after we stomp | |
| That' s the way it happens, the way i' m sayin' | |
| Fool, niggas from the old school ain' t playin geah | |
| You got beef? mutha a that' s cool you got beef? | |
| Say hello to the muther in tool what' s up man? | |
| We cap yo' ass so ya know you' re goin' down | |
| Niggas make the muther in hood go round geah | |
| Geah | |
| Niggas make the hood... go | |
| You know | |
| Geah | |
| Geah | |
| And this is going out to all the real compton niggas, geah | |
| You know what i' m saying | |
| And you can' t stop the muther in' bum rush | |
| Half ounce in the mutha in' house, geah | |
| And we puttin' it down for all the real compton niggas y' know i' m sayin | |
| Ain' t no faking homeboy | |
| Eihthype' s in this bitch for the 94 | |
| Mc eiht, dj slip, boom bam, tha chill, | |
| My homeboy d. u. i., lil hawk bird | |
| Y' know i' m sayin, geah | |
| And this is how we doin in, you know i' m sayin | |
| And peace to all the real compton city g' s | |
| Yo willie, take me outta here | |
| Yeah what' s up, geah | |
| Eihthype' s in this bitch |
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