Guilty by Affiliation WC (Ft. Ice Cube)

[Verse 1: W.C.]
From hood to hood, city to project, the project
Nigga what's the motherfuckin' dialect?
Gangstas, caught in a shuffle
Niggas tryin' to turn a constant struggle to the positive hustle
Whether it's the yay or the 9-to-5
The pills or the chronic, we hustle to stay alive
And if you ain't Reggie Bush runnin' a rock
You better be good as Kobe slangin' a jumpshot
Cause round here the odds of success is nimble
It's like Russian Roulet with five bullets in the barrel
I'm located on the map, with latinos and black
American dream is pistol and a dope sack
Where they process, strip us down to scan us
Lock us up and ban us, the city of bandanas
Where we, grind steadily and move to the 12-gauge melody
Just livin' in the hood is a felony

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
And if you guilty by affiliation
And you're subject to humiliation
And you're facin' incarceration
Probation or under investigation
Throw your hands up to the sky
Oh Lord please tell me why
My own people gon' testify
I'm in the hood and I don't have a alibi