Boyz In The Hood

Dynamite Hack

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends

About to go and damn near went blind
Young niggas on the pad throwin' up gang signs
I went in the house to get the clip
With my Mac-10 on the side of my hip

I bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
I jumped in the '4, hit the juice on my ride
I got front and back, side to side

Then I let the alpine play
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangster Gangster" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this:

Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hos
I went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop

A car pulls up, who can it be?
The fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
He rolls down the window and he starts to say
It's all about makin' that G.T.A.

'Cause the boyz in the hood are always hard
Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I go to a place where my homeboys chill
Fellas out there try to make that dollar
I pulled up in the 6-4' Impala

greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin'
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
Before I left, I hit the Bacardi

Pulled to the house, get her out of the pad
And the bitch said something to make me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave

Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
I reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
And her father stood up and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out

'Cause the boyz in the hood are always hard
Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit'
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit

Punk ass trippin' in the dead of night
Homie scored a key, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly