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Dynamite Hack

Genres: Rock

Boyz N The Hood Lyrics - 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 niggaz on the pad throwin' up gang signs 

I went in the house to get the clip 

With my Mac10 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 fo' 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-fo' 

Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoe's 

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 alwayz 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 homeboyz chill 

The fellas out there try to make that dollar 

I pulled up in the 64' 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 

She started talkin' shit, would'nt you know? 

I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe' 

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 alwayz 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 at the dead of night 

homies scored a key is gonna fly, punk ass fly