Listen to Growin' Up In the Hood (Big O.G. Hood Funky Beat Remix) by Compton's Most Wanted

Growin' Up In the Hood (Big O.G. Hood Funky Beat Remix)

Compton's Most Wanted

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Compton's Most Wanted

Compton's Most Wanted

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Terry Allen

Composer

Andre Manuel

Composer

Joe Simon

Composer

Aaron Tyler

Composer

Lyrics

Wake your punk ass up

The MC Eiht's back in the motherfucking house

Kickin' the straight gangsta shit for the '9-1

You know what I'm sayin'? Geah

Growin' up in the hood, yeah boy, 1984

Was the year my peers didn't know what was in store

A little hardhead kid came of age

Time to pay my dues, learn the tricks of the trade

And at home, it's the same ass story

Moms treat me like she don't even know me

But my younger brother's got much clout

I can't take this shit so I bones the hell out

And roll with a pack of wicked motherfuckers

No shorts are taken, we down Black brothers

A little **** wit' no problems at all

Fucked up and killed my first 8-ball

Quick up the stairs so little sucker stop looking

Stagger to the house so I can collect my whoopin'

But watch out 'cause a little ****'s up to no good

Growin' up in the hood

("Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money")

("'Cause in the city you live and let die")

("Nothin' but bitches and money")

I got hard times and will I escape, sometimes I wonder

But it just seems that the hood done took me under

Police sweat my tip and keep harassin'

Trying to lock me up 'cause I keep on blastin'

Community tryna shut me out

But the money keeps flowin' and I got much clout

With the cluckers, the brother back street punk suckers

Try to break me out fool, you be a short motherfucker

Always strappin', eager to peel a cap

I set up a trap, put your foot to a nap

'Cause I grew up fast on the wrong side of the law

So watch me take two to your jaw

Don't enter my hood, homeboy

Not a robocop, a robogangsta ready to destroy

I take chances 'cause life to me ain't no good

Growin' up in the hood

("Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money")

("Where I'm at if you're soft, you're lost")

("Nothin' but bitches and money")

1987, I'm back on the scene, out of jail, I'm legit

And I'm fucking up shit

I'm ready to peel a sucker's cap

And I heard that my hood was making snaps

As I proceed to make my riches

Just like the neighborhood kingpin, pimpin' all these bitches

Task force tryna roll deep

But I'm playing these punk fools cheap

**** rolled by and try to blast, it didn't work

I seen the bullets flying and fool, I hit the dirt

Bullet flies through the window

Hits my brother, down goes my mother

As I'm rollin', I'm hittin' my switches

Looking for the punk ass sons of bitches

I found them, before I kill 'em, I said "You fucked up good"

Gotta handle that, growin' up in the hood

("Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money")

("'Cause in the city you live and let die")

("Nothin' but bitches and money")

("Yeah")

A brother's on the run, I got my hand in my stash box

Wanted 'cause I'm serving them the potent fat rocks

And my face is like a household name

Everybody warns their kids about the dope game

But I'm still making my profit

And the one times just can't stop it

So I keep hiding my face

No time to waste, they got me on a chase

Now the neighborhood's on my line

'Cause some punk ass fool done dropped the dime

5-0 at my door at 8 o'clock

Rush to the toilet so I could flush the rock

Out the back door, freeze, I heard a shout

Am I short? Yo, I guess I got no clout

But it's murder one and I'm the victim, damn, that ain't good

Growin' up in the hood

("Where I'm at if you're soft, you're lost")

("Compton is the city that I'm claimin'")

("City that I'm from, take no shit from a chump")

("Compton is the city that I'm claimin'")

("City that I'm from, take no shit from a chump")

("Where I'm at if you're soft, you're lost")

("Compton is the city that I'm claimin'")

("City that I'm from, take no shit from a chump")

("Compton is the city that I'm claimin'")

("City that I'm from, take no shit from a chump")

Written by: Aaron Tyler, Andre Manuel, Joe Simon, Terry Allen

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