Текст песни MC Eiht - So Ruff
MC Eiht - So Ruff слова песни
GeahGeahGeahHoo-Bang, niggaSome of that futuristic shitFor that assKeepin it thuggish, thoughCheck it out[ VERSE 1 ]The concrete streets bring heat, it`s so roughNiggas test everyday, calling your bluffEiht had enough, I`m smoking my fluffSpitting game, letting you know my turf is toughMy theme is I push music to drivebyI slide through, scoop up four and ride highStrap under the seat my hood techniqueAs I destroy your block like _Dante`s Peak_Feel me, partly a killer, clocker for funOn my turf puttin in work since day oneY`all ain`t heard enough about a nigga singin the bluesNiggas bendin in two`s while y`all watch the newsJohn Walsh, wash me up, you`re crazyHavin my face captured 180Can`t go there, ain`t havin that, man, fuckThe strap turned me corrupt, so prepare to duck[ CHORUS ]Sometimes in the hood it`s so roughThat makes niggas from the hood stay toughSlings packs, pack straps, quarters and halfs16, double the stash, you do the math (2x)[ VERSE 2 ]I guess my mind`s on the track, gotta get me a stackAnd in fact, homebody, you know what gun I packKeeps y`all enemies close that stay cheatinWhen they ask make fast and start heatinNiggas ain`t fuckin around - dodge mineDrop yours, bitch, and lay that ass downKeep your face to the ground, don`t even lookNo positive ID and all the money was tookShook the hell up out the spot and kept away from snitchesTook a trip across town just to floss my richesBitches turn into niggas and start yappinOne more hit on your house where y`all nappinDumpin one, catch you in the midnight, the late night hourThe hollow point showerThe sweet success thatt you taste has got sourStraight, Eiht regulate my thug power[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]My niggas disappoint me thinkin y`all can fade itStill player-hated, wishin y`all made itStay down, Hoo-Bangin niggas takin overG`s in lows puttin holes up in a RoverTold ya, stop tryin to walk in our shoesReal thugs hail from the west, first ruleIn fact, we the first Bloods and CripsFirst niggas to drive by sendin tricks on tripsFirst niggas to hit yo town and set up shopBring the prices down low, y`all pick the rest to copCopy cats, now y`all dippin lows with heatsPepetratin Fresh Coast, tryin to roll our streetsHate your sight, catch you on a red-eye flightCommence the sweatin the groove just for spiteLucky though, I give you a pass and let you goI`ma catch you on the road at another rap show[ CHORUS ]GeahHoo-Bang, niggaThat makes niggas from the turf stay toughGeah Westside, you knowSometimes in the hood it`s so roughGeah, you know what we doThat makes niggas from the turf stay tough