Anotha Day In Tha Hood Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

[ VERSE 1: Eightball ] 

Eightball the Fat Mac must express 

While a nigga's gettin zooted from the potent-ass sess 

Lookin back, damn, I was wild as a juvenile 

Mama showed love and she struggled for her only child 

But like my dad I was stuck in the streets 

I never wanted to work hard, cause that shit ain't for me 

Back then only 16, ignorant and curious 

Mom's gettin periods cause I wasn't serious 

I said fuck school teachers and the church preachers 

I wanted to hang with my niggas with the street sweepers 

Back in the days sellin herbs on the [Name] 

Me and Squeaky doin city-wide talent shows 

Gettin dissed, gettin pissed cause of this shit 

Cause it's so hard in this muthafuckin business 

I said many times, "Mama, I'ma make you proud" 

But I could never leave the thug life of Orange Mound 

I'm on the corner drinkin Thunderbird, slingin rocks 

They in my hands cause the cops know 'bout the matchbox 

But I can't sell dope, rappin is the way, gee 

And this is just another day around the homies 

[ VERSE 2: MJG ] 

..mid day, I was deep into a sleep 

Unconscious from that hay that they distribute on em streets 

My world was constantly spinnin from the Rmy that was in me 

And we ain't half-stepped on them blunts, we chiefed up plenty 

A penny to be earned in a day is what I'm looking for 

Hopin for, some kind of way to make a little more ducats 

Fuck it, shit that I just needed, I just stuck it 

Up, hell, nigga might as well 

Proceed to hustle like a p-i-m-p 

MJ fuckin G 

The nigga with the muthafuckin clout, no doubt 

The pimps is in the muthafuckin house 

Be up out [Name], black folk is takin over 

You know how I know? Gimme the mic and I show ya 

I teach ya, I reach ya with this pimpalistic knowledge 

The shit a nigga learned back in Break-A-Bitch College 

Started, to hustle at the age of 11 

Started makin money when a nigga turned 12 

Started to induldge at the age of 13 

At 14 a nigga flatfoot was raisin hell 

In the muthafuckin hood 

[ VERSE 3: Eightball ] 

So many rappers in this industry, I don't doubt 

That it's a bunch of niggas broke with a CD out 

It ain't new to me, cause me and MJG 

Had to struggle just to hustle down in Tennessee 

In Memphis, tryin to be a rapper 

But rappin don't mean shit to Elvis Presley-lovin crackers 

Plus I'm with a record label gankin me and fuckin me 

Niggas always promsisin me shit that I will never see 

Trick-buster always talkin 'bout we family 

But while I was rappin he was snortin up my royalty 

So I got smart, hit the streets and said fuck that 

That's when this nigga named T Money heard our first track 

Pack em up, move em out, straight down to Texas 

Me and JG ridin drop-top Lexus 

"Coming Out Hard" on the charts in the 'Billboard' 

Second album droppin and we waitin on our first award 

Niggas talkin cause the crew ain't walkin no mo' 

Them jealous busters tryin to start shit over hoes 

I don't know what is worse, livin bad or livin good 

But the whole world remind me of my neighborhood 

[ VERSE 4: MJG ] 

See, I'm a self-made hustler, trustin the 

Niggas who think that two heads are better than one 

And ready to get the job done, son 

MJG gots game in the street sale 

That makes me get lifts in the studio 

Even though it was kind of hard as far as I can see 

Growin up in the Orange Mound Tennessee community 

Could it be the future had love for a nigga who 

Struggled through all type of shit for a bill or two? 

Still I do shows for my fans cause my fans buy my tapes 

And the tapes make my g's and the g's keeps me straight 

And I hate when the busters smile all in my face like a hoe 

And talk shit in the down low 

Look out, punk, mutha-fucka, sucka, niggas 

My finger's gettin tired of the trigger, dig a 

Grave, shit, cause I don't want his boys to have to deal 

With the smell of the trick I just killed 

???? if you can't hang with the stress, best 

Wipe the big 'S' off your muthafuckin chest 

Press issues, makin sure they fully understood 

'bout a young nigga life in the muthafuckin hood