Artist: Compton's Most Wanted Album: Remixes and B-Sides Song: Growing Up in the Hood (Remix) Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com * Included one more verse than were in the previous release (Fourth Verse) [Verse One: MC Eiht] Growing up in the hood, yeah boy nineteen eighty four Was the year my peers; didn't know what was in store A little hard head kid came abase 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 has got much clout I can't take this shit so I bounced the hell out And rolled with the pack of wicked motherfuckers No shorts are taken, we're down black brothers A little kid with no problems at all Fucked up and dealt 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 is up to no good Growing up in the hood [Chorus: DJ Slip scratching Quotes below] Life ain't nothing but bitches and money ----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! Cause in the city, you live and let die -----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! Where I'm at, if you're soft, you're lost ---> KRS-One [Verse Two: MC Eiht] I got hard times; and will I escape sometimes I wonder! Cause it just seems that the hood done took me under Police sweat my tip and keep harassing 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 With the cluckers, the brother back street punk suckers Try to break me out fool, you be a shorter than motherfucker Always strapping, eager to peel a cap I set up a trap, put you quick into a nap Cause I grew up fast on the wrong side of the law So watch me take eight to your jaw Don't enter my hood homeboy Not a robot cop, a robot gangster ready to destroy I take chances cause life to me ain't no good Growing up in the hood [Chorus: DJ Slip scratching Quotes below] Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! Where I'm at, if you're soft, you're lost ---> KRS-One Come On! Yeah! Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! [Verse Three: MC Eiht] Nineteen eighty seven, I'm back on the scene Out of jail, I'm legit and I'm fucking up shit I'm ready to peel a punk's caps And I heard that my hood was making snaps As I precede to make my riches Just like the neighborhood kingpin, pimping all these bitches Task force trying to roll deep But I'm playing these punk fools cheap Niggaz rolled by and try to blast, it didn't work I've seen the bullets flying and fool, I hit the dirt Bullet flies through the window Hits my brother, screams out my mother As I'm rolling, I'm hitting my switches Looking for the punk-ass sons of bitches I found them, before I kill them, I said you fucked up good Growing up in the hood [Chorus: DJ Slip scratching Quotes below] Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! Life ain't nothing but bitches and money ----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! Cause in the city, you live and let die -----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! [Verse Four: MC Eiht] Now, I'm in a thick shit and can't think cause I'm drunk One Time is on my ass cause I done murdered the punk So I layed low in the cut Got my homies on watching a jam leery as fuck Keep my gats on you Fuck! the police, I heard his homies trying to get me too But I learned punk fool ain't no sleeping The store is packed when I start my creeping Police is hot, but I'm watching my back And yeah, I'm from the streets so I'm smarter than that The boys is mad, and they wanna deal me His punk friends is sad, and they're trying to kill me It was a saying in the hood we have; If they blast (*Gun Cocked*) We blast right back on their ass And to my homies I'm a Loc, yeah that feels good Growing up in the hood [Chorus: DJ Slip scratching Quotes below] Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! Life ain't nothing but bitches and money ----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! Compton is the city that I'm claiming -------> MC Eiht Come On! Yeah! Life ain't nothing but bitches and money ----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! [Verse Five: MC Eiht] A brother is on the run, I've got my cash in a 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 Time is just can't stop it So I keep hiding my face No time to waste, they got me on the chase Now the neighborhood is on my line Cause some punk ass fool done drop the dime 5-0 hit my door at 8:00 O'clock Rush to the toilet so I can flush the rock Out the backdoor, Freeze!! I heard a shout Am I sure? - yo, I guess I got no clout But it's murder one and I'm the victim, damn, that ain't good Growing up in the hood [Outro: DJ Slip scratching Quotes below until fade] Life ain't nothing but bitches and money ----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah! Cause in the city, you live and let die -----> Ice Cube Come On! Yeah!