I got another gang story to tell
Peep, about how a black nigga was born in hell
And right then and there it´s no hope
Cause a nigga can´t escape the gangs and the dope
Damn! And when its black on black, that makes it shitty
Can´t survive in the Compton city
And fool thats bet
Cause when you grow up in the hood, you gots ta claim a set
Chyeah, Its not that you want to but you have to
Don´t be a mark, cause niggas might laugh you
Straight off the mutherfuckin block
Can´t deal with bustas so they asses get clocked
Chyeah, who gives a fuck about another
Only got love for my fuckin gang brothers
Chyeah but I´m young so nobody would wonder
That the hood would take me under

[Hook:]
Always strapped and eager to peel a cap
The hood done took me under

Now I´m a few ages older
Got hair on my nuts and I´m a little bit bolder
And puttin in work, I has to do my fuckin part
I´m down for the hood and its planted in the heart
Fool. At school slappin on the girls asses
Fuck the white education so I skip a lot of classes
Cause ain´t no teaching a nigga white reality
Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality
Pop pop pop, drops the sucker
If he´s from another hood I gots ta shoot the mutherfucker
Chyeah I´m in it to win it and can´t quit
Fool, and ready die for this shit
One times can´t fade the gang tuff
Putting my foot in your ass to make times rough
I´m the neighborhood terror but I never wondered
That the hood would take me under

[Hook:]
Always strapped and eager to peel a cap
The hood done took me under
Police is hot, so I´m watching my back...

I guess I´ll watch my back cause niggas jivin´
Times heard this brother pulled a 187
Who I thought was my homie dropped the dime
So I gotta peel his cap with the nine
Fool, so if its on then its on, fuck ya G
Because how the odds are looking, its either him or me
So I loads up the strap and I step
Cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is death
Revenge. Chyeah, that´s what its all about
See the sucker, take the mutherfucker out
Stare the fool down with the eye contact
He try to swing so I draw on him with the gatt
Blast was the sound that one times heard uh
Nigga 25 to live for the murder
Was it worth it I´ve always wondered
Maybe if the hood didn´t take me under

Chyeah, this going out to all the niggas
It´s going out to my niggas
Its going out to all the niggas
My nigga Mike T