IRC-Galleria

Aw yeah, let's take a trip
Just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't slip
On a funky-dope track jump back
Strapped with a fat boota sack and a 7-8 flak
Come clean, gangsta lean, I got green
But I serve dubs like it ain't no thing
It's so sweet, when you got money to spend
I got a proper big tilt and a fly-ass Benz
I make ends, spend my dough on no ho
That's how it is, and that's how it goes
Act like ya know when I creep real slow
Givin love to them playaz that I know is real g's

[2Pac]

Mobbin' like a muthhaphucker stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked off - liquor
Get loaded can't control it
Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bones act to the whole stack
keep your dough fat

[Eazy-E]

Or you might get what we call the rat pack
I gives a damn about a skanless trick
let me hit it one time and trick that sick
I don't trip, gives my dough to no ho
That's how it is, I got no love for ya

[2Pac]

And jealous muthafuckas can't see
That it's the fame that caught these stupid bitches, pass the pussy free
So tell me why u sweatin' a muthafucka like me?
A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's
You pussy ass playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on niggas
Jumpin' around at the shows
And your the first muthafucka to jump
To the trunk when it's time for fun
Little trick ass punk

[Eazy-E]

Dump dump on a nigga with a quickness
And they got no cure for this sicknes s
I get paid for the way that I kick this
Like a g-ster, an OG-ster (who's that?)
A real playa named Eazy
And I live my life straight crazy
Don't need no punk fools payin me
And broke groupies and hootchies don't faze me
I take two steps back and release myself
To put platinum and gold on the record shelf
I don't brag, but i tell it like it straight-up is
Before you do a record, partner, handle your business

[2Pac]

And tell me what does it take to be a G?
I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young muthafucka doin' dirt
And now im in the rap game like the crack game
I got enemies
Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
And even thug muthafuckas wanna have fun
Stuck it, buckin' my muthafuckin magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Plus, shots at my adversaries
Dem niggaz scary best it's time to be buried
Cause ill be buckin' in a fuckin hurry

[Ice Cube]

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

[Outro]
Every hood's the same {x2}
Stop trippin on me
Every hood's the same(x2)

Yeah
Every hood's the same(x2)
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
I'm from the land of the gang bang
Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed
It's the same old saying
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 four-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 powder 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 {x2}
Stop trippin on me
Every hood's the same(x2)

Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker

George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how to throw a party
"Smoke some weed!"
Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech & Chong
Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong
Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami feelin
"Smoke some weed!"

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
This is West coast nigga thinkin
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinkin
"Smoke some weed!"
This is West coast nigga thinkin
California quicksand got a nigga sinkin
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinkin
"Smoke some weed!"

[Ice Cube]
If you a baller, nigga I'm a hall of famer
Lion tamer, with two fo'-fifth flamers
Understand, that yo' life's in danger
Didn't your momma, tell you not to talk to strangers
Lil' nigga, I'm the Hillside Strangler
Have a banger, callin for the Lone Ranger
Most rappers, they wanna fuck sangers
I'm a nigga, that wanna bone T'Penga
G4, pull it up out the hanger
A lil' somethin, to fuel you niggaz anger
The swine, I'm your face rearranger
In a mansion cause Jesus born in a manger
Motherfucker, belong on Jerry Spranger
I'm a gangsta, up in your CD changer
I'll gank ya, for 20 bucks then I'll thank ya
Police, still get the middle fanger

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Lil' niggaz, don't try this at home
Momma in the bathroom leave her ass alone
Cause she probably takin chronic straight to the dome
Go play you lil' fucker, stop bein grown
Dave Chappelle, 50 million and a throne
With a big Zulu bitch, nigga gettin blown
Watch your tone, if your wear Coppertone
Go back to Africa used to be a theme song
I'm in the zone, do anybody got a zone
I ain't your poppa, but daddy is a rolling stone
Youse a clone, who don't know the shit you on
Unless it's on, a motherfuckin ringtone
I'm in {?}, with two bottles of Patron
You need a loan, to fuck with the Family Stone
Nigga go on, tell 'em Ice Cube is home
Gorilla niggaz, here come King Kong

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker
"Smoke some weed!"

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