Paroles de Boyz-n-the-hood (remix)

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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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