B.G. - Hood Took Me Under lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G. - Hood Took Me Under lyrics]
I got another gang story to tell
Peep, about how a black nigga
Was born in hell
And right then and there it's no hope
Cause a nigga can't escape the
Gangs and the dope
Damn! And when it's black on black
That makes it shitty
Can't survive in the Compton city
And fool thats bet
Cause when you grow up in the hood
You gots ta claim a set
Geah, Its not that you want
To but you have to
Don't be a mark, cause niggas might laugh you
Straight off the mutherfuckin block
Can't deal with bustas so
They asses get clocked
Geah, who gives a fuck about another
Only got love for my fuckin gang brothers
Geah but I'm young so nobody would wonder
That the hood would take me under
(scratching: always strapped and eager
To peel a cap the hood done took me under)
Now I'm a few ages older
Got hair on my nuts and
I'm a little bit bolder and puttin in work
I has to do my fuckin part
I'm down for the hood and
It's planted in the heart
Fool at school slappin on the girls asses
Fuck the white education so I
Skip a lot of classes
Cause ain't no teaching a nigga white reality
Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality
Pop pop pop, drops the sucker
If he's from another hood I
Gots ta shoot the mutherfucker
Geah I'm in it to win it and can't quit
Fool, and ready die for this shit
One times can't fade the gang tuff
Puttin my foot in your ass
To make times rough
I'm the neighbourhood terror but
I never wondered
That the hood would take me under
+ (police is hot, so I'm watching my back)
I guess I'll watch my
Back cause niggas jivin'
Times heard this brother pulled a 187
Who I thought was my homie dropped the dime
So I gotta peel his cap with the nine
Fool, so if it's on then it's on, fuck ya G
Because how the odds are looking
It's either him or me
So I loads up the strap and I step
Cause my brain cells are dead and
All I think is death
Revenge that's what it's all about
See the sucker, take the mutherfucker out
Stare the fool down with the eye contact
He try to swing so I draw
On him with the gatt
Blast was the sound that one times heard uh
Nigga 25 to live for the murder
Was it worth it I've always wondered
Maybe if the hood didn't take me under
Geah, this going out to all the niggas
It's going out to my niggas
Its going out to all the niggas
My nigga Mike T
Peep, about how a black nigga
Was born in hell
And right then and there it's no hope
Cause a nigga can't escape the
Gangs and the dope
Damn! And when it's black on black
That makes it shitty
Can't survive in the Compton city
And fool thats bet
Cause when you grow up in the hood
You gots ta claim a set
Geah, Its not that you want
To but you have to
Don't be a mark, cause niggas might laugh you
Straight off the mutherfuckin block
Can't deal with bustas so
They asses get clocked
Geah, who gives a fuck about another
Only got love for my fuckin gang brothers
Geah but I'm young so nobody would wonder
That the hood would take me under
(scratching: always strapped and eager
To peel a cap the hood done took me under)
Now I'm a few ages older
Got hair on my nuts and
I'm a little bit bolder and puttin in work
I has to do my fuckin part
I'm down for the hood and
It's planted in the heart
Fool at school slappin on the girls asses
Fuck the white education so I
Skip a lot of classes
Cause ain't no teaching a nigga white reality
Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality
Pop pop pop, drops the sucker
If he's from another hood I
Gots ta shoot the mutherfucker
Geah I'm in it to win it and can't quit
Fool, and ready die for this shit
One times can't fade the gang tuff
Puttin my foot in your ass
To make times rough
I'm the neighbourhood terror but
I never wondered
That the hood would take me under
+ (police is hot, so I'm watching my back)
I guess I'll watch my
Back cause niggas jivin'
Times heard this brother pulled a 187
Who I thought was my homie dropped the dime
So I gotta peel his cap with the nine
Fool, so if it's on then it's on, fuck ya G
Because how the odds are looking
It's either him or me
So I loads up the strap and I step
Cause my brain cells are dead and
All I think is death
Revenge that's what it's all about
See the sucker, take the mutherfucker out
Stare the fool down with the eye contact
He try to swing so I draw
On him with the gatt
Blast was the sound that one times heard uh
Nigga 25 to live for the murder
Was it worth it I've always wondered
Maybe if the hood didn't take me under
Geah, this going out to all the niggas
It's going out to my niggas
Its going out to all the niggas
My nigga Mike T