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Nwa

Genres: Hip-Hop

Boyz-n-the-hood (remix) Lyrics - Nwa

Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4 

Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough 

Went to the park to get the scoop 

Knuckleheads out there cold shootin' some hoops 

 

A car pulls up, who can it be? 

A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G 

He rolls down his window and he started to say 

It's all about makin' that GTA 

 

'Coz the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard 

You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card 

Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 

Don't quote me, boy 'coz I ain't sayin' *** 

 

Donald B in the place to give me the pace 

He said, My man JD is on freebase 

The boy JD was a friend of mine 

'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal my Alpine 

 

Chased him up the street to call a truce 

The silly cluck head pulls out a deuce-deuce 

Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge 

One sucker dead, L.A. Times, front page 

 

'Coz the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard 

You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card 

Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 

Don't quote me, boy 'coz I ain't sayin' *** 

 

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill 

So I went to a place where my homeboys chill 

The fellows out there, makin' that dollar 

I pulled up in my 6-4 Impala 

 

They greet me with a 40 and I started drinkin' 

And from the 8-ball, my breath start stinkin' 

Love to get my girl, to rock that body 

Before I left, I hit the Bacardi 

 

Went to her house to get her out of the pad 

Dumb h*** says somethin' that made me mad 

She said somethin' that I couldn't believe 

So I grabbed the stupid *** by her nappy ass weave 

 

She started talkin *** wouldn't you know? 

Reached back like a pimp and slapped the h*** 

Her father jumped out and he started to shout 

So I threw a right-cross, cold knocked him out 

 

'Coz the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard 

You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card 

Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 

Don't quote me, boy 'coz I ain't sayin' *** 

 

I'm rollin' hard now, I'm under control 

Then wrapped my 6-4 'round the telephone poll 

I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother 

I throw it in the gutter and go buy another 

 

Walkin' home, I see the G ride 

Now Kat is drivin', Kilo on the side 

As they busted a u, they got pulled over 

An undercover cop in a dark green Nova 

 

Kat got beaten for resistin' arrest 

He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his Guess 

Now G is caught for doin' the crime 

Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time 

 

'Coz the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard 

You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card 

Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 

Don't quote me, boy 'coz I ain't sayin' *** 

 

I went to get them out but there was no bail 

The fellaz start to riot in the County Jail 

Two days later in Municipal Court 

Kilo G on trial, cold cut a fart 

 

Disruption of a court said the judge 

On a six-year sentence, my man didn't budge 

Bailiff came over to turn him in 

Kilo G looked up and gave a grin 

 

He yelled out fire, then came Suzy 

The *** came in with a sub-machine Uzi 

Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her 

Both up state for attempted murder 

 

'Coz the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard 

You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card 

Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 

Don't quote me, boy 'coz I ain't sayin' *** 

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