Hood Took Me Under
Compton's Most Wanted Lyrics

I got another gang story to tell.
I have another story about gangs to share.

Peep, about how a black nigga was born in hell.
Listen to how a black man's life started doomed and full of hardships.

And right then and there it's no hope
At that point, it becomes clear that there is no way out of this situation.

cause a nigga can't escape the gangs and the dope.
Because a person cannot avoid getting caught up in this lifestyle of gangs and drugs.

Damn! And when its black on black, that makes it shitty.
It's terrible when black people harm each other.

Can't survive in the Compton city.
It's impossible to live through life in Compton.

And fool that's bet.
That is a fact, fool.

Cause when you grow up in the hood, you gots ta claim a set.
Growing up in the neighborhood, one must choose to belong to a particular gang.

Geah, Its not that you want to but you have to.
You are not necessarily interested, but you have no choice.

Don't be a mark, cause niggas might laugh you
Do not be a target, because others may mock you.

straight off the mutherfuckin block.
Immediately off the block, out of the area.

Can't deal with bustas so they asses get clocked.
Cannot handle cowards, so they get punished.

geah, who gives a fuck about another.
Yeah, who cares about another person.

Only got love for my fuckin gang brothers.
Only love and loyalty for members of one's gang.

Geah but I'm young so nobody would wonder
Yeah, but since I am young, no one is surprised.

That the hood would take me under.
That I would be consumed by the hood's ways.

[scratching: always strapped and eager to peel a cap
The DJ scratches the sample, indicating that the artist is always armed and willing to kill.

The hood done took me under.]
The area has completely engulfed me in its violence and lifestyle.

Now I'm a few ages older
Now that I am older.

got hair on my nuts and I'm a little bit bolder.
I have grown up and become more confident and brave.

And puttin in work, I has to do my fuckin part,
I have to contribute, do my job.

I'm down for the hood and its planted in the heart.
I am loyal to the neighborhood and feel it deep in my soul.

Fool. At school slappin on the girls asses
Foolishly slapping young females on the backside while in school.

Fuck the white education so I skip a lot of classes.
Hating the education system controlled by white people, so regularly missing school.

Cause ain't no teaching a nigga white reality.
There is no way to teach a black man about the reality of white society.

Teach me the mutherfuckin gang mentality.
Instead, instruct me in the ways of gangs.

Pop pop pop, drops the sucker
Gunshots ring out and someone falls to the ground.

if he's from another hood I gots ta shoot the mutherfucker.
If he is from a rival gang, I must shoot him.

Geah I'm in it to win it and can't quit.
Yeah, I am in this lifestyle to succeed and cannot leave it.

Fool, and ready die for this shit.
Fool, ready to die for this way of life.

One times can't fade the gang tuff.
The police cannot handle gang members.

Puttin my foot in your ass to make times rough.
I will make things difficult for those who oppose us.

I'm the neighbourhood terror but I never wondered
I am feared in the community, but I never thought about why.

that the hood would take me under.
That the lifestyle here could envelop me completely.

Chorus:
The refrain of the song.

+[police is hot, so I'm watching my back...]
An addition to the refrain indicating that the police are becoming suspicious and so the artist is more alert.

I guess I'll watch my back cause niggas jivin'
I better be careful, because there may be people who will betray me.

Times heard this brother pulled a 187.
I have heard that someone killed another.

Who I thought was my homie dropped the dime.
Someone I considered a friend gave information to the police.

So I gotta peel his cap with the nine.
So I have to shoot him.

Fool, so if its on then its on, fuck ya G,
If there is a conflict, we will fight and forget you.

because how the odds are looking, its either him or me.
Because it seems that only one of us will survive.

So I loads up the strap and I step
So I load up my gun, and take action.

cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is death.
Because my brain is numb and I can only think of death.

Revenge. That's what its all about.
This is all about getting revenge.

See the sucker, take the mutherfucker out.
Identify the rival and kill them.

Stare the fool down with the eye contact.
Intimidate him with direct eye contact.

He try to swing so I draw on him with the gatt.
If he tries to attack, I will shoot him with my gun.

Blast was the sound that one times heard uh
The violent sound of gunshots is heard by the police.

Nigga 25 to live for the murder.
This is the sentence given for killing someone.

Was it worth it I've always wondered.
I have always thought about whether it was worth it.

Maybe if the hood didn't take me under.
Perhaps if I had not been so heavily involved in this lifestyle.

Geah, this going out to all the niggas,
Yeah, this is for all my fellow black people.

It's going out to my niggas.
It is specifically for my gang brothers.

Its going out to all the niggas,
It is again for all black people.

My nigga Mike T
A shoutout to his friend, Mike T.