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So Ruff
MC Eiht
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Geah, geah, geah
Hoo Bang, nigga
Some of that futuristic shit for that ass
Keepin' it thuggish though
Check it out
The concrete streets bring heat, it's so rough
Niggas test every day callin' your bluff
Eiht had enough, I'm smokin' my blunt
Spittin' game, lettin' you know my turf is tough
My theme is not push music to drive-by
I slide through, scoop up four and ride high
Strapped under the seat, my hood technique
As I destroy your block like Dante's Peak, feel me?
Carvin' a killer, clockin' for fun
On my turf, puttin' in work since day one
Y'all ain't heard enough about a nigga singin' the blues
Niggas payin' them dues while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, washin' me up, you crazy
Havin' my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin' that, man, fuck
The strap turn me corrupt, so prepare to duck
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the hood stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
I guess my mind's on the track, gotta give me a stack
And in fact, homeboy, you know what gun I pack
Keep your enemies close 'cause they cheatin'
When they ask, it's fast, you start heatin'
Niggas they fuck around
Cock mine, drop yours, bitch, and lay that ass down
Keep your face to the ground, don't even look
No positive ID when all the money was took
Shook the hell up out the spot and kept away from snitches
Took a trip across town just to floss my riches
Bitches turn into niggas and start yappin'
One more hit on your house while y'all nappin'
Hopin' one catch you in the midnight
The late night hour, the hollow point shower
The sweet success that you taste just got sour
Straight Eiht regulate my thug power
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
Y'all niggas disappoint me thinkin' y'all can fade it
Still player hatin', wishin' y'all made it
Stay down, Hoo Bangin' niggas takin' over
G's and loads, puttin' hoes up in the Rover
Told ya, stop tryin' to walk in our shoes
Real thugs hail from the West, first rule
In fact, we the first Bloods and Crips
First niggas to drive-by sendin' tricks on tricks
First niggas to hit your town and set up shop
Keep my prices down while y'all pick the rest to cop
Copycats, now y'all peepin' loads with heat
Perpetratin' dress codes tryin' to roll our streets
Hate your sight, catch you on a red-eye flight
Commence to sweatin' the crew just for spite
Lucky though, I give you a pass and let it go
I'ma catch you on the road at another rap show
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Slang stacks, pack straps, quarters and halves
Sixteens double the stash, you do the math
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
Geah, Hoo Bang nigga
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
Geah, Westside, you know
Sometimes in the hood it's so rough
Geah, you know what we do
That makes niggas from the turf stay tough
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