Coolio - Bring Back Somethin Fo Da Hood lyrics
[Coolio - Bring Back Somethin Fo Da Hood lyrics]
This record goes out to all you fake ass
Gangsta baller bourgeois-minded ass
House niggas who forget their color
Put on a suit and tie and escape from the
Ghetto and don't never come
Back yeah motherfucker
You can run but you sure can't hide!
Deep down in the jungle where
The crack dealers grow
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit dough
See shit get took by thugs and crooks
With the knowledge of a scholar
But they don't read books
Everyday is a chance that ya life might go
So today is a day that ya gotta get paid
Slang them keys, make them g's
Do what'cha want what ya feel what'cha please
But don't forget where you come from
'Cause when you do that you're done
Remember your niggas and bitches
And your triggers
And take it to your pockets for some figures
When ya get it goin' and ya got it goin' good
Ya better bring back somethin for da hood
Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood!
LA County what's goin on?
1993 modern day Babylon
Peace to the niggas from the street
And rest in peace to the
Others that's six feet deep
Welcome to the fool and he
Strikes when he's back
And the snake come around
Go around and get ape
Top down, slipped on CO-run they none
Ever since crack came ain't no fun
Black cop, white cop gun shot
Fuck the color of skin
Make sure he shot gun shot
Escape from a jail cell, split away from hell
And all I want for Christmas is
A Glock and some shells
Billy Boy takes the pictures
(watch the Rolie)
557 on my switch, we got out early
Tattle tales get dropped and
They get got good so keep nigga for the hood
Get that nigga fo' da hood motherfucker!
Get that nigga fo' da hood!
Them niggas ain't playin! (x 3)
(What'cha gonna do when you get out of jail?)
Get that nigga fo' da hood
You must remember dis if you're
Black and you're rich
One push come to shove they'll take your shit
Martin Luther King didn't wear a diamond ring
But he had a dream to let freedom reign
My homie Red Foxx got played like blocks
Pick 'em up sticks, jacks and hop-scotch
Frustration, aggravation
There's no end to the situation
'Cause niggas need a place to meet
A place to sleep
A place to eat and rest they feet
But nobody really even gives a fuck
That's why so many niggas is maggot'd up, huh
You claimin' the hood but you
Don't back it up
Fool! And when they catch ya ass
They gonna FUCK you up
So when you get it goin and
Ya got it goin good
You better bring back somethin fo' da hood
Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood MOTHERFUCKER
(Haa-aah! Haa-aah!Haa-aah)
Gangsta baller bourgeois-minded ass
House niggas who forget their color
Put on a suit and tie and escape from the
Ghetto and don't never come
Back yeah motherfucker
You can run but you sure can't hide!
Deep down in the jungle where
The crack dealers grow
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit dough
See shit get took by thugs and crooks
With the knowledge of a scholar
But they don't read books
Everyday is a chance that ya life might go
So today is a day that ya gotta get paid
Slang them keys, make them g's
Do what'cha want what ya feel what'cha please
But don't forget where you come from
'Cause when you do that you're done
Remember your niggas and bitches
And your triggers
And take it to your pockets for some figures
When ya get it goin' and ya got it goin' good
Ya better bring back somethin for da hood
Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood!
LA County what's goin on?
1993 modern day Babylon
Peace to the niggas from the street
And rest in peace to the
Others that's six feet deep
Welcome to the fool and he
Strikes when he's back
And the snake come around
Go around and get ape
Top down, slipped on CO-run they none
Ever since crack came ain't no fun
Black cop, white cop gun shot
Fuck the color of skin
Make sure he shot gun shot
Escape from a jail cell, split away from hell
And all I want for Christmas is
A Glock and some shells
Billy Boy takes the pictures
(watch the Rolie)
557 on my switch, we got out early
Tattle tales get dropped and
They get got good so keep nigga for the hood
Get that nigga fo' da hood motherfucker!
Get that nigga fo' da hood!
Them niggas ain't playin! (x 3)
(What'cha gonna do when you get out of jail?)
Get that nigga fo' da hood
You must remember dis if you're
Black and you're rich
One push come to shove they'll take your shit
Martin Luther King didn't wear a diamond ring
But he had a dream to let freedom reign
My homie Red Foxx got played like blocks
Pick 'em up sticks, jacks and hop-scotch
Frustration, aggravation
There's no end to the situation
'Cause niggas need a place to meet
A place to sleep
A place to eat and rest they feet
But nobody really even gives a fuck
That's why so many niggas is maggot'd up, huh
You claimin' the hood but you
Don't back it up
Fool! And when they catch ya ass
They gonna FUCK you up
So when you get it goin and
Ya got it goin good
You better bring back somethin fo' da hood
Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood!
Bring back somethin fo' da hood MOTHERFUCKER
(Haa-aah! Haa-aah!Haa-aah)