VERSE 1 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 VERSE 2 About to go and damn near went blind Young niggas on the path throwin' up gang sings I went in the house to get the clip With my mack 10, on the side of my hip VERSE 3 I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon And just as I thought, the fools kept steppin' I jumped in the fro', hit the juice on my ride I got front and back. side to side Bridge 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 VERSE 5 Crusin' down the street in my six fo' Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's I went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some hoop VERSE 6 a car pulls up, who can it be It's a fresh elcamino, rollin' kilo-G He rolls down the window and starts to say It's all about makin' that G.T.A. CHORUS Cuz' 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 VERSE 7 Bored as hell, and I wanna' to get ill So I go to a place where my home boys chill Fellas out there tryin' to make that dolla' I pulled up in the six four impalla VERSE 8 I'm greeted with a forty and I start drinkin' And from the eight ball my breath starts stinkin' I gotta get my girl to rock that body before I left, I hit the Bacardi VERSE 9 Pull to the house, get her outta the pad And the bitch said somethin' to make me mad, She said somethin' that, I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stuiped bitch by her nappy ass weave VERSE 10 Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know * I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho' and her father stood up, and started to shout So I threw a right cross and knocked his ole' ass out CHORUS Cuz the boys 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 OUTRO (guitar picking) Punk ass trippin' in the dead of night... Homey scored a ki, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly