Wake your punk ass up

The MC Eiht's back in the muthafucking house

Kicking the straight gansta shit for teh 9 1

You know what I'm saying yea

Growing up in the hood yea boy 1984

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

A little hard head kid came abade

Time to pay my dues learn the tricks of the trade

And at home it's the same ass story

Mom's 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 wit the pack of wicked muthafuckas

No shorts are taken, we're down black brothers

A little nigga 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 whooping

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

Growin' up in the hood

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Life ain't nuttin but bitches and money

'Cause in the city you live and let die

Nutting but bitches and money

I got hard times and realize, ?(skate)? sometimes I wonder

But it just seems that the hood could took me under

Police sweat my tip and keep harrassing

Trying to lock me up 'cause I keep on blasting

Community trying to shut me out

But the money keeps flowing and I got much clout

Wit the cluckers, the brother back street punk suckers

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

Always strapping, eager to peal 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 2 to your jaw

Don't enter my hood homeboy

Not a robocop, a robogansta, ready to destroy

I tak