Coolio — Bring Back Somethin Fo Da Hood

[Intro] This record goes out to all you fake ass, gangsta baller bourgeois-minded ass house niggas who forget their color. 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! [Verse 1] 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 dough, see Shit get took 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 what ya feel what'cha please But don't forget where you come from 'Cause when you do that you're done Remember your niggas and bitches and your triggers And take it to your pockets for some figures When ya get it goin and ya got it goin good Ya better bring back somethin for da hood [Hook] Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker! Bring back somethin fo' da hood! [Verse 2] 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 the snake come around, go around and get ape Top down, slipped on CO-run they none Ever since crack came ain't no fun Black cop, white cop *gun shot* Fuck the color 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, (?Rak watch the room?) Five-I-seven on my switch, we got out early Tattle-tales get dropped and they get got good So keep [?] nigga for the hood [Hook] Get that nigga fo' da hood motherfucker! Get that nigga fo' da hood! [Interlude] Them niggas ain't playin!(x 3) (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 Frustration, aggravation, there's no end to the situation 'Cause 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 [Hook] Bring back somethin fo' da hood motherfucker! Bring back somethin fo' da hood! [Outro] Bring back somethin fo' da hood MOTHERFUCKER (Haa-aah! Haa-aah!Haa-aah!)