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<blockquote data-quote="subzero" data-source="post: 6898164" data-attributes="member: 600350">Woke up quick at about noonJust thought that I had to be in Compton soonI gotta get drunk before the day beginsBefore my mother starts *****in&#039; about my friendsAbout to go and **** near went blindYoung *****s on the path throwin&#039; out gang signsI went in the house to get my clipWith the Mac 10 on the side of my hipI bailed outside and I pointed my weaponAnd just as I thought, the fools kept steppin&#039;I jumped in the fo&#039;, hit the juice on my rideI got front and back, side to sideThen I let the Alpine playI was pumpin&#039; new shit by NWAIt was, &#039;Gangster, Gangster&#039; at the top of the listThen I played my own shit, it went somethin&#039; like this&#039;Cruisin&#039; down the street in my six-fo&#039;Jockin&#039; the *****es, slappin&#039; the hoesI went to the park to get the scoopKnuckleheads out there, cold, shootin&#039; some hoop&#039;A car pulls up, who can it be?It&#039;s a fresh El Camino rollin&#039; Kilo GHe rolls down the window and he starts to say&quot;It&#039;s all about makin&#039; that G.T.A.&quot;&#039;Cause the boyz in the hood are always hardCome talkin&#039; that trash and we&#039;ll pull your cardKnowin&#039; nothin&#039; in life but to be legitDon&#039;t quote me, boy, I ain&#039;t said shitBored as hell and I wanna get illSo I go to a place where my homeboyz chillThe fellas out there tryna make that dolla&#039;I pulled up in my six-fo&#039; ImpalaGreeted with a 40 and I start drinkin&#039;And from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin&#039;I gotta get my girl to rock that bodyBefore I left I hit the BacardiPulled to the house, get her out of the padAnd the ***** said somethin&#039; to make me madShe said somethin&#039; that I couldn&#039;t believeSo I grabbed the stupid ***** by her nappy-*** weaveShe started talkin&#039; shit, wouldn&#039;t cha knowI reached back like a pimp and I slapped the hoeAnd her father stood up and he started to shoutSo I threw a right cross and knocked his old-*** out&#039;Cause the boyz in the hood are always hardCome talkin&#039; that trash and we&#039;ll pull your cardKnowin&#039; nothin&#039; in life but to be legitDon&#039;t quote me, boy, I ain&#039;t said shitPunk *** trippin&#039; in the dead of nightHomie scored a key, he&#039;s gonna fly, punk ***, fly</blockquote>

[QUOTE="subzero, post: 6898164, member: 600350"] 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 *****in' about my friends About to go and **** near went blind Young *****s on the path throwin' out gang signs I went in the house to get my clip With the Mac 10 on the side of my hip I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon And 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 six-fo' Jockin' the *****es, slappin' the hoes I went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there, cold, shootin' some hoop' A car pulls up, who can it be? It's a 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 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 Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I go to a place where my homeboyz chill The fellas out there tryna make that dolla' I pulled up in my six-fo' Impala 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 Pulled to the house, get her out of the pad And the ***** said somethin' to make me mad She said somethin' that I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stupid ***** by her nappy-*** weave She started talkin' shit, wouldn't cha know I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the hoe And her father stood up and he started to shout So I threw a right cross and knocked his old-*** out 'Cause 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 Punk *** trippin' in the dead of night Homie scored a key, he's gonna fly, punk ***, fly [/QUOTE]

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