Mc Eiht - Neighborhood Boyz lyrics

[Verse 1 - Brotha Lynch Hung] I'm a Sacramento hall of famer, Pica**o, a body breaker Run up on me, homie, that's more meat for me I ain't even tripping, I'm sh**ting without the toilet paper Y'all n***as better sh** quick, y'all n***as is loyal haters Kobe Bryant of rap, don't worry about me or the Lakers My sh** is real sh**, y'all n***as is sorta fakers I be swinging them haymakers, and I may break them in half Like eggshells, leave his brains on the plate, well He thin in the brain, I stay locc to the brain Sick in the brain, like I got coke on the brain Stuck a nine in his a**, he came, little b**h I'mma grind when it come to this game, I don't switch I'm a Crip for life, drinking kryptonite The bud, ice and [?] make me trip tonight Now I'm back on the block, and I'm spitting the ice Leave your body cold, maricón, get this right [Hook - MC Eiht] All I ever wanted to be was a rider Gat in my waist, a 64 slider G's up in my town Neighborhood boyz, we don't back down [X2] [Verse 2 - MC Eiht] I was a +menace+ in the hood way before the movie On the blue beach cruiser in the hood with an uzi Nicknamed "Tight Locc" 'cuz I was tight with the snaps Spit a few gang tales, now I'm tight with my raps And their caps get peeled, I'm clutching the steering wheel Bumping something that these hood n***as definitely feel All day on point, they bang this joint Graveyard or the pen, it's easy to get in My homie Jayo told me, "Eiht, they lied to you No tales in the hood about what they do" And I knew their mark a**es first time I spot them First time I run across them, first time I shot them Did I ever pull a trigger? Fool, I plead the fifth Assault history with a body laid stiff And they welcome me back, but I'm not like Ma$e But I'm back in the hood shooting n***as in the face Gyeah! [Hook] [Verse 3 - Brotha Lynch Hung] Hey, hey, I got the uzi And my n***a Eiht got something like out of a Vietnam movie The west side, home of the Oakland Raiders But I'm a cowboy like C-Bo, rolling scrapers I'm a hustler, doing them dirty with magazines Smashing off rolling, eyes looking like Japanese Stacking enemies like I'm stacking Gs Black hat, strap, knapsack, black Chevy Caprice [Hook] [X2]