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Boyz-n-the Hood Lyrics & Chords By N.w.a

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Dr. Dre (Laughing):

Wren: Heeyyy

Dr. Dre: Hey yo man, you remember that shit eazy did a while back,
muthafuckaz said it wadn't gone' work?

Multiple voice: WORD!

Ice Cube: What? That ol' Crazy Shit

Dr. Dre: Yeah. The stupid shit. Man.

Wren: That shit was dope

Dr. Dre: Hey yo Eazy.

Eazy-E in the background: Whus up?

Multiple voices: suckas

Dr. Dre: Why dont you come off the piano for a minute man
and bust this crazy shit"

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 Mom starts bitchin' about my friends.
'Bout to go, and damn near went blind,
Young niggers on the path throwin' up gang signs.
I went in the house to get the clip,
With my mack-10 on the side of my hip.
I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon
Just as I thought the fools kept steppin'
I jumped in the front, 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 Gangsta, Gangsta 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
Went to the park to get the scoop,
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin' some hoop.

A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino, rollin key low-G
He rolls down the window and he starts to say
"It's all about makin' that GTA"

'Cause the Boyz in the hood are always hard,
Come talking that trash and we'll pull your card.
Know 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 tryin' ta make that dolla,
I pulled out there in my 6 4 impalla.
Greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin'
And from the 8-ball my breath starts stinkin'
I gotta get my girl, to rock that body,
Before I left, I hit the Bacardi.
Pull to the house, get her outta the path,
The bitch said somethin' ta 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 I slapped the ho.
When her father stood up, and he started to shout,
Wo I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out.

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

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