Hood Took Me Under

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 it's black on black
 That makes it shitty
 Can't survive in the Compton city
 And fool that's bet
 'Cause when you grow up in the hood
 You gotsta claim a set
 Geah, It's 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
 Geah, who gives a
 Fuck about another
 Only got love for my
 Fuckin gang brothers
 Geah but I'm young so
 Nobody would wonder
 That the hood would take me under
 Always strapped and
 Eager to peel a cap
 The hood done took me under
 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
 It's 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 gotsta shoot the mutherfucker
 Geah 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 tough
 Puttin' my foot in your ass
 To make times rough
 I'm the neighbourhood terror
 But I never wondered
 That the hood would take me under
 Always strapped and
 Eager to peel a cap
 The hood done took me under
 Always strapped and
 Eager to peel a cap
 The hood done took me under
 Police is hot, but I'm watching my back
 The hood done took me under
 Police is hot, but I'm watching my back
 The hood done took me under
 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 it's on then
 It's on, fuck ya G
 Because how the odds are looking
 It's 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
 Yeah, that's what it's 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
 Geah, this going out to all the niggas
 It's going out to my niggas
 It's going out to all the niggas
 My nigga Mike T maybe
 Geah