From Yo Hood 2 My Hood Lyrics
| Song | From Yo Hood 2 My Hood |
| Artist | MC Eiht |
| Album | N' My Neighborhood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Green, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Your lesson for y'all out there | |
| All the thug niggas on the block regulatin' | |
| This goes out for y'all | |
| (west side) | |
| Gangstas will rule the world in the y2k | |
| Check it out | |
| Can y'all see where i'm comin from | |
| Hoods and blocks and g's with glocks | |
| Young thug niggas with rocks | |
| Everyday and night cause ain't - nuthin' changed | |
| Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang | |
| Lord have mercy - to the ones that's gone | |
| Cause only you upstairs know was wrong | |
| Night time hits, here comes the fire flies | |
| One more block to catch the drive-by | |
| Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet | |
| Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet | |
| Poor muthafuckas still wating - on the county | |
| Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie | |
| Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks | |
| Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack | |
| Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps | |
| Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don't say no names | |
| I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen | |
| Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in | |
| Lotta tales 'bout fools gettin' em up and shanked | |
| Whose mouth tight shut? whose shit that stink? | |
| Gotta lil' message - 'bout the bitch you fucked | |
| A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck | |
| Me and loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends | |
| I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen | |
| Fools still riding - got the spot on lock | |
| We gon' chill right here till you back on the block | |
| Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars | |
| High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car | |
| We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night | |
| Never bailed on a homie when it's time to fight | |
| One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt | |
| Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don't say no names | |
| Somebody help me out the ghetto | |
| Ya know - same story just like before | |
| I don't wanna be here just like you | |
| I slangs just 'bout everything to start new | |
| Do you have the answer? | |
| Niggas gettin' popped - dying off just like cancer | |
| You got your enemies, you got your old g's | |
| In the penitentiaries just want to be free | |
| If i had another chance would i do it again? | |
| Rewind the time and head right back to the pen | |
| Seems like i can't escaped this world of sin | |
| Judgement for this young thug in the end | |
| Time's up - this thug caught a slug | |
| In another town trying to slang drugs | |
| My moms pray for my soul | |
| As i lay below | |
| I wonder if heaven got a ghetto | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| You how we do it |
| zuo ci : Green, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Your lesson for y' all out there | |
| All the thug niggas on the block regulatin' | |
| This goes out for y' all | |
| west side | |
| Gangstas will rule the world in the y2k | |
| Check it out | |
| Can y' all see where i' m comin from | |
| Hoods and blocks and g' s with glocks | |
| Young thug niggas with rocks | |
| Everyday and night cause ain' t nuthin' changed | |
| Destiny is meant for niggas to hoobang | |
| Lord have mercy to the ones that' s gone | |
| Cause only you upstairs know was wrong | |
| Night time hits, here comes the fire flies | |
| One more block to catch the driveby | |
| Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet | |
| Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet | |
| Poor muthafuckas still wating on the county | |
| Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie | |
| Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks | |
| Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack | |
| Knick knack patty wack, packs straps | |
| Pattywack your own homie trying to cheat on craps | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood' s all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don' t say no names | |
| I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen | |
| Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in | |
| Lotta tales ' bout fools gettin' em up and shanked | |
| Whose mouth tight shut? whose shit that stink? | |
| Gotta lil' message ' bout the bitch you fucked | |
| A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck | |
| Me and loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends | |
| I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen | |
| Fools still riding got the spot on lock | |
| We gon' chill right here till you back on the block | |
| Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars | |
| High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car | |
| We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night | |
| Never bailed on a homie when it' s time to fight | |
| One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt | |
| Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood' s all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don' t say no names | |
| Somebody help me out the ghetto | |
| Ya know same story just like before | |
| I don' t wanna be here just like you | |
| I slangs just ' bout everything to start new | |
| Do you have the answer? | |
| Niggas gettin' popped dying off just like cancer | |
| You got your enemies, you got your old g' s | |
| In the penitentiaries just want to be free | |
| If i had another chance would i do it again? | |
| Rewind the time and head right back to the pen | |
| Seems like i can' t escaped this world of sin | |
| Judgement for this young thug in the end | |
| Time' s up this thug caught a slug | |
| In another town trying to slang drugs | |
| My moms pray for my soul | |
| As i lay below | |
| I wonder if heaven got a ghetto | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| You how we do it |
| zuò cí : Green, Tyler | |
| Geah | |
| Your lesson for y' all out there | |
| All the thug niggas on the block regulatin' | |
| This goes out for y' all | |
| west side | |
| Gangstas will rule the world in the y2k | |
| Check it out | |
| Can y' all see where i' m comin from | |
| Hoods and blocks and g' s with glocks | |
| Young thug niggas with rocks | |
| Everyday and night cause ain' t nuthin' changed | |
| Destiny is meant for niggas to hoobang | |
| Lord have mercy to the ones that' s gone | |
| Cause only you upstairs know was wrong | |
| Night time hits, here comes the fire flies | |
| One more block to catch the driveby | |
| Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet | |
| Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet | |
| Poor muthafuckas still wating on the county | |
| Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie | |
| Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks | |
| Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack | |
| Knick knack patty wack, packs straps | |
| Pattywack your own homie trying to cheat on craps | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood' s all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don' t say no names | |
| I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen | |
| Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in | |
| Lotta tales ' bout fools gettin' em up and shanked | |
| Whose mouth tight shut? whose shit that stink? | |
| Gotta lil' message ' bout the bitch you fucked | |
| A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck | |
| Me and loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends | |
| I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen | |
| Fools still riding got the spot on lock | |
| We gon' chill right here till you back on the block | |
| Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars | |
| High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car | |
| We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night | |
| Never bailed on a homie when it' s time to fight | |
| One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt | |
| Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk | |
| From yo hood 2 my hood' s all the same | |
| Like yo hood and mine learn the same games | |
| Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes | |
| If you get caught then don' t say no names | |
| Somebody help me out the ghetto | |
| Ya know same story just like before | |
| I don' t wanna be here just like you | |
| I slangs just ' bout everything to start new | |
| Do you have the answer? | |
| Niggas gettin' popped dying off just like cancer | |
| You got your enemies, you got your old g' s | |
| In the penitentiaries just want to be free | |
| If i had another chance would i do it again? | |
| Rewind the time and head right back to the pen | |
| Seems like i can' t escaped this world of sin | |
| Judgement for this young thug in the end | |
| Time' s up this thug caught a slug | |
| In another town trying to slang drugs | |
| My moms pray for my soul | |
| As i lay below | |
| I wonder if heaven got a ghetto | |
| Chorus... | |
| Geah | |
| You how we do it |
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