| Song | Tha Hood Still Got Me Under |
| Artist | MC Eiht |
| Album | Section 8 (Explicit) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garner, Tyler | |
| 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) | |
| Infiltrators can't see the [ ] in my jacket | |
| Lord you gotta forgive me for bein a thug | |
| Niggas cross the frontline, catch the slug | |
| Bullet cracks the window, body hits the rug | |
| Burn rubber-sound means a nigga just dug | |
| Out the crime scene back to my section | |
| Slippin in the dark, shoulda had protection | |
| That's how it goes never take shit lightly | |
| Hoo bangin gangstas thinkin just like me | |
| [ chorus ] | |
| Check this out ( somebody help me out ) | |
| Gyeah | |
| Compton all day | |
| Come on ( somebody help me out ) | |
| Hoo bang all day nigga ( somebody help me out ) | |
| Representin for the west ( somebody help me out ) | |
| Gyeah | |
| [ chorus ] | |
| Gyeah ( somebody help me out ) | |
| Representin for all the thugs ( i don't wanna be here ) | |
| For all the thugs rest in peace | |
| The real g's | |
| Gyeah ( somebody help me out ) | |
| You know how we do it ( i don't wanna be here ) | |
| Representin for the west | |
| Hoo bangin affiliance | |
| Compton | |
| Gyeah | |
| ( somebody help me out ) | |
| ( somebody help me out ) | |
| ( somebody help me out ) | |
| ( i don't wanna be here ) | |
| ( somebody help me out ) | |
| ( i don't wanna be here ) |
| zuo ci : Garner, Tyler | |
| 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 | |
| Onetimes is gafflin that' s the story | |
| Another driveby, 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 chingching | |
| Infiltrators can' t see the in my jacket | |
| Lord you gotta forgive me for bein a thug | |
| Niggas cross the frontline, catch the slug | |
| Bullet cracks the window, body hits the rug | |
| Burn rubbersound means a nigga just dug | |
| Out the crime scene back to my section | |
| Slippin in the dark, shoulda had protection | |
| That' s how it goes never take shit lightly | |
| Hoo bangin gangstas thinkin just like me | |
| chorus | |
| Check this out somebody help me out | |
| Gyeah | |
| Compton all day | |
| Come on somebody help me out | |
| Hoo bang all day nigga somebody help me out | |
| Representin for the west somebody help me out | |
| Gyeah | |
| chorus | |
| Gyeah somebody help me out | |
| Representin for all the thugs i don' t wanna be here | |
| For all the thugs rest in peace | |
| The real g' s | |
| Gyeah somebody help me out | |
| You know how we do it i don' t wanna be here | |
| Representin for the west | |
| Hoo bangin affiliance | |
| Compton | |
| Gyeah | |
| somebody help me out | |
| somebody help me out | |
| somebody help me out | |
| i don' t wanna be here | |
| somebody help me out | |
| i don' t wanna be here |
| zuò cí : Garner, Tyler | |
| 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 | |
| Onetimes is gafflin that' s the story | |
| Another driveby, 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 chingching | |
| Infiltrators can' t see the in my jacket | |
| Lord you gotta forgive me for bein a thug | |
| Niggas cross the frontline, catch the slug | |
| Bullet cracks the window, body hits the rug | |
| Burn rubbersound means a nigga just dug | |
| Out the crime scene back to my section | |
| Slippin in the dark, shoulda had protection | |
| That' s how it goes never take shit lightly | |
| Hoo bangin gangstas thinkin just like me | |
| chorus | |
| Check this out somebody help me out | |
| Gyeah | |
| Compton all day | |
| Come on somebody help me out | |
| Hoo bang all day nigga somebody help me out | |
| Representin for the west somebody help me out | |
| Gyeah | |
| chorus | |
| Gyeah somebody help me out | |
| Representin for all the thugs i don' t wanna be here | |
| For all the thugs rest in peace | |
| The real g' s | |
| Gyeah somebody help me out | |
| You know how we do it i don' t wanna be here | |
| Representin for the west | |
| Hoo bangin affiliance | |
| Compton | |
| Gyeah | |
| somebody help me out | |
| somebody help me out | |
| somebody help me out | |
| i don' t wanna be here | |
| somebody help me out | |
| i don' t wanna be here |