Life in the hood, (life in the hood)   Life in the hood, (yeah, just like a puzzle)   Life in the hood, (life in, life in the hood)   Life in the hood, is just like a puzzle      [dresta]   Its like a jungle, sometimes   When you rhyme   The hood took you under   Niggas start to wonder   Why you missin all these summers   I ain't seen the streets   In like five or six weeks   Cos I'm back on the cell block   Lookin like I'm shell shocked   In and out   Down south, up north   I'm back back, forth and forth   I can't seem to keep my black ass outta dough   Cos I'm steady doin dirt   Put in work for the turf   I did a gang of killin   And still ain't learnt a damn thing   Except how to gang bang   Talk slang and shoot game   And now I think I'm the mack of the century   Cos I got this bitch runnin through the penatentiary   But never knowin she was hoe'ing in the hood, black   Till the day my homies say 'dre that bitch a hoodrat'   But shoot the package on some nights   And I'm alright   Just another piece of the puzzle of my fucked up life      [chorus]   Life in the hood is just like a puzzle (like a puzzle)   If in the game, your lookin for trouble (lookin for trouble)      [bg knocc out]   My life is like a puzzle   I thank God for everyday I'm seeing   Livin in the world cos I'm bout european   Bein, a young black male is like havin on   Some gaseline underwear bailin through hell   Cos we have no win that we can all see   Ask rodney king, michael j and mike t   And what about oj, I think it's a set up   Pac you said it first but my nigga keep your head up   They don't wanna see another black man make it   And everything we get that look nice   They wanna take it   So make it, 187 on the po-lice   I'm tired of seein nigga's get stressed   And fucked with no grease   No peace, no justice   Motherfuck this   Live bg's doin dirt outta cuttless   The three strikes march   It didn't help the situation   All it did was increase the jail population      [chorus]      (life in the hood is just like a puzzle)   Life in the hood is just like a puzzle      [dresta]   My homies is a piece to my puzzle   I love they ass to death   But the more I look around   There ain't too many of us left   Survival of the fittest   And the strong don't survive   I can count more real niggas dead than alive   So niggas stop the talkin   Let that bullshit keep walkin   I'm tryin to get mine   So quit wasting my time   And if I had a dime for everytime I met a bitch   That I thought was the shit   My ass would be rich   But no, I'm broke   And bitches ain't a joke   Nigga you better check yo bitch, talkin shit   Will get that hoe smoked, (I'm down with you baby)   Bitch, don't even make a nigga start   Tryin to get inside my heart   So she can tear my life apart   I already got enough strain on my brain   Than to be busy worried about some busy ass dame   But game, recognise game with the dresta   Fool, I thought you knew about the westside gangsta      [chorus till fade]