MC Eiht - Geez Make The Hood Go Round (Rmx) lyrics

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Geah

In your shit for the 94 shot muthafucka

MC Eiht in the muthafuckin' house

And that's how we goin' doin' the shit

This goes out to all my G's, know I'm sayin', all my niggas

For the 94 shot

The funky ass hood mix

So peep game

Let me take you on a muthafuckin' trip wayback

When niggas that used to give their straps on ??? they packed (geah)

Remember pops used to be an alcohol abuser (right)

Remember when you wheeled the world around on your beach cruiser

Remember moms waited on the County Check (geah)

Thirteen, damn, need to pull a lick (that's right)

Seen the bad influences on the block

My homie handed me my first sack of bucks

About the thousand muthafuckas on the street hanging (geah that's right)

Tried to get their slang on definitely they bang on (what up homeboy?)

Puttin' a sweat down a fool at the bus stop

Wave your ass fast 'fore you hit the pop pop pop

Hit the hood up everytime I go

Tight Loc (that's right) O-B-G C-P-T (Compton)

Disrespect the hood we put you down, geah

Old school makes the hood go round, geah

Ain't nuthin' but the Eihthype gang, uh

Ain't nuthin' but the homies got slang, uh (geah)

I said peace to the homies got bang, uh (nigga)

It ain't nuthin' but the Compton thang, uh

The hood done took under all kinds

Got their mommas and their daddies

in their Caddies all strapped with 9's

I guess it's back in the 70's caps got peel

Afros ho's ??? bills

And everybody's up on the gank (right)

In the parking lot, shots went out at Soul Train (pop pop pop)

You best believe they gon' playin' how they sayin'

Back to protect like Goldie the Mack

With their leather jackets and their fuckin' ??

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, yeah they got 'em (geah)

And givin' a damn if they spent time in jail

Grabs their 38 and bail from Adam 12

A place where there's about a million crazy (right)

Niggas and they ladies, havin' more babies (oh geah)

Better watch y'all or yo' assess'll be losin

Drive-by's be poured by smokin' robbers and cruisers, geah

Old school makes the hood go round, geah

Old school makes the hood go round, geah

It ain't nuthin' but the Compton thang, uh

Damn, One Time's dirty (say why)

Just heard my O.G. homie got 30 (damn)

And he gon' be a locked up for a long long time (geah)

But I'm straight at ??? got my first 9, uh (right)

Because thangs ain't the same no mo'

Adam 12 held to turn into 5.0

Niggas ain't playin' cause they shootin'

Keep a grip on yo' shit cause niggas be lootin'

Damn I thought I never see

My O.G. on the wall R-I-P

And for that I need your hood and wreck

The enemy no friend of me, I blast with the Tec

So gang way cause I'm goin' out with a fight

The hood where is good to collect my stripes, geah

That's the way it goes down (right)

Peace to the deceased G's that made the hood go round, geah

[Chorus...]

And that's how it goes down in the 94 shot you know what I'm sayin'

Geah, old school makes the hood go round

The hood remix you know I'm sayin

MC Eiht, DJ Slip in the muthafuckin' house

And that's how we do it for the 94 you know I'm sayin', geah

Ain't nuthin' but them Compton muthafuckas, fool

Slangin' them thangs

Make it a grip

So don't trip or you'll get a fat lip

Peace to the O.G. homeboys rest in peace you know I'm sayin', geah

Old school makes the hood go round, geah...

Geah, nigga

That's right

Geah