Testi musica canzoni

[Intro]

Yeah

Every hood·s the same {*2X*}

Come on


[Chorus]

They give us guns and drugs

Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs

They wanna count the slugs

Then come around here and fuck with us (you know)

They give us guns and drugs

Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs

They wanna count the slugs

Then come around here and fuck with us


[Verse 1]

I·m from the land of the gang bang

Since I was little, ain·t a god damn thang changed

It·s the same ole same

Bush run shit like Sadaam Hussien

I cock and aim, clinically insane

To deal with this bullshit day to day

If I sell some yay or smoke some hay

You bitches wanna throw me up in pelican·s bay

Call me an animal up in the system

But who·s the animal that built this prison

Who·s the animal that invented lower living

The projects, thank god for Russell Simmons

Thank god for Sugarhill

I·m putting a different kind of steel up to my grille

Y·all know what it is, scared for your own kids

How these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]

It·s boyz in the hood, it·s toys in the hood

Y·all wanna know why there·s noise in the hood

Cause there·s drugs in the hood, thugs in the hood

Nigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)

Cause when niggaz get tribal

It·s all about survival, nobody liable

I got caught by five-o

Grandmama came to court with her bible

But when the judge hit the gavel

Now I·m too far from my family to travel (Fuck)

I just came unraveled

Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled

Owned by C.A, State Property

Just like the year fifteen fifty three

Looking for me, a one-way ticket out

Don·t understand, what·s so hard to figure out?


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

(Damn) I can·t take the pressure

Pulled the forty-four up out the dresser

Grabbed the weight up out the closet

Po-po coming but I·m scared to toss it

Y·all know what happened last time I lost it

Can·t tell you niggaz what the fuckin boss did

The game got a nigga exhausted

Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered

Twenty years for what?

Breaking these laws that·s so corrupt

Taking these halls and fillin ·em up

Some power keg shit that·s about to erupt

Ay y·all, I·m about to be stuck

Until the year two thousand, what the fuck?

In the hood, don·t press your luck

Cause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up


[Chorus]


[Outro]

Every hood·s the same {*3X*}

Every hood·s the same {*2X*}

Stop trippin on ït

Every hood·s the same {*3X*}

Every hood·s the same {*2X*}



(asta-i pt Lex...my brother:)