Niggaz Make The Hood Go Round Lyrics - Mc Eiht

Geah 

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house 

Mc eiht, dj slip 

Half ounce in the mutherfuckin house 

It all starts in them muthafuckin streets 

With the shooting up, bang bang 

From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc'd out compton gangs 

From they mommas to they daddies to they grands 

Passed generations with rags in they fuckin' hands 

And living in compton you can't deal with the hassle 

Uh, living in compton one time's tryin' to gaffle 

Uh, living in compton boy you better think fast 

Niggas ain't fuckin around, they'll put a slug in your ass 

Never givin a fuck goin' out like geez 

Slangin them keys, jackin naked body on d's 

Do or die is the motto that we strive to live 

Do a muthafuckin drive-by on your wife and kids 

From every hood to block to park to street 

You cross the wrong fuckin' line and your ass gets beat 

One for all, all for one is how we go down 

Niggaz make the muthafuckin hood go round 

That's righ, geah 

Niggas make the hood... geah... go 

You know... 

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The hood done took under all kinds, yeah I know 

From my homies down in watts to the g's in chicago 

(hey what's up homeboy? ) 

What's up? and everybody's up on the gank 

It don't matter how the fuckin blood splatter, long as get yo' bank 

Real g's come in all shapes and sizes 

Dottin' your eyeses, packin all kinda surprises 

The type of niggas that don't give a fuck about one time 

Fill they fuckin' car full of holes with this brand new 9 (pop pop) 

And now your shit outta luck 

Niggas ain't fuckin around when they hood starts throwing down (geah) 

Caps get peeled with this hot ass a.k. 

Ain't no stoppin' cause we poppin' punks on rainy days 

A place where there's about a million night stalkers 

Gangsta walkers, muthafuckin' shit talkers 

Throw your straps in the air when you hear the sound (yeah) 

Niggaz make the muthafuckin' hood go round 

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Geah 

Niggas make the hood... go 

You know 

Damn the hood is kinda hot (say why) 

Just heard one of the fuckin homies got shot (shit) 

And we don't need it cause it's some shit that we just went through 

At martin luther king guess who we ran into 

The enemy, no friend of me, homies grab your straps (what's up? ) 

In the waiting room it's time to peel some fuckin caps 

And ain't no losin cause we already lost 

The homie from the hood so they asses get tossed 

And ain't no cowards from my camp, so homie let's dump 

Fill they ass full of holes right after we stomp 

That's the way it happens, the way I'm sayin' 

Fool, niggas from the old school ain't playin (geah) 

You got beef? muthafucka that's cool (you got beef? ) 

Say hello to the mutherfuckin tool (what's up man? ) 

We cap yo' ass so ya know you're goin' down 

Niggas make the mutherfuckin hood go round (geah) 

Geah 

Niggas make the hood... go 

You know 

Geah 

Geah 

And this is going out to all the real compton niggas, geah 

You know what I'm saying 

And you can't stop the mutherfuckin' bum rush 

Half ounce in the muthafuckin' house, geah 

And we puttin' it down for all the real compton niggas y'know I'm sayin 

Ain't no faking homeboy 

Eihthype's in this bitch for the 94 

Mc eiht, dj slip, boom bam, tha chill, 

My homeboy d.u.i., lil hawk & bird 

Y'know I'm sayin, geah 

And this is how we doin in, you know I'm sayin 

And peace to all the real compton city g's 

Yo willie, take me outta here 

Yeah what's up, geah 

Eihthype's in this bitch