Coolio

Coolio - Bring Back Somethin Fo Da Hood lyrics

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This record goes out to all you fake ass gangsta baller
 bueschwa minded ass
 house niggas who forget their colo. 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 of doe, see
 Shit get cooked 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 ki's,make them g's
 Do what'cha want but ya sell what'cha please
 But don't forger where you come from
 Cuz when you do that you're done
 Remember your niggas and bitches and the Trojans
 And take it to your pockets for some fitness
 When ya get it goin and ya got it goin good
 Ya better bring back somethin for da hood
 HOOK 1
 Bring back somethin fo da hood motherfucker!
 Bring back somethin fo da hood!
 REPEAT
 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 he expects to come around,go around and get ate
 Top down,slipped on CO-run they none
 Every (?cisscrack?)-CAINE ain't no fun
 Black cop white cop *gun shot*
 Fuck the colour 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,what you got ot worry, Five-I-seven on my switch,we
 got out early
 Taddle-tails get dropped an' they get got good
 So get this stoob nigga for the hood
 HOOK 2
 Get that nigga fo da hood motherfucker!
 Get that nigga fo da hood!
 REPEAT
 INTERLUDE
 Them niggas ain't playin!(x 4)
 What'cha gonna do when you get out of jail?
 Get that nigga fo da hood
 VERSE 3
 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
 what station?,aggravation,there's no end to the situation
 Cuz 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
 REPEAT HOOK 1(x 2)
 OUTRO
 Bring back somethin fo da hood MOTHERFUCKER
 (Haa-aah!Haa-aah!Haa-aah
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Copyrights:

Author: Artis Ivey, Ralph MacDonald

Composer: ?

Publisher: Tommy Boy Music, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1994

Language: English

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