cruisin’ down the street in my 64
jockin’ the freaks clockin’ the dough
went to the park to get the scoop
knuckleheads out there coldshootin’ some hoops
a car pulls up who can it be
a fresh el camino rollin’ kilo g
he rolled down his window and he started to say
it’s all about makin’ that gta
’cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin’ the trash we’ll pull your card
knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy ’cause i ain’t said shit
scratches
yo man
get the fuck out
pump that bass
mothafucker say what
donald b’s 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 an alpine
chased him up the streets to call a truce
the silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce
little did he know i had a loaded gauge
one sucka dead la times front page
’cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin’ the trash we’ll pull your card
knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy ’cause i ain’t said shit
scratches
yo leroy
beer drinkin’ breath stinkin’ sniffin’ glue
bored as hell and i wanna get ill
so i went to a place where my homeboys chill
the fellas out there makin’ that dollar
i pulled up in my 64 impala
they greet me with a 40 and i started drinkin’
and from the 8ball my breath started stinkin’
left 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 ho said somethin’ that made me mad
she said somethin’ that i couldn’t believe
so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappyass weave
she started talkin’ shit wouldn’t you know
reached back like a pimp slapped the ho
her father jumped up and he started to shout
so i threw a right cross coldknocked him out
’cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin’ the trash we’ll pull your card
knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy ’cause i ain’t said shit
scratches
who do you think you are mr big stuff
rock this mothafucker like three the hard way
4
i’m rollin’ hard now i’m under control
then wrapped my 64 around a telephone pole
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 cat is drivin’ kilo on the side
as they busted a u they got pulled over
an undercover cop in a dark green nova
cat got beat 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
’cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin’ the trash we’ll pull your card
knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy ’cause i ain’t said shit
scratches
la playa
big drum beater
5
i went to get them out but there was no bail
the fellas causin’ a riot in the county jail
two days later in the municipal court
kilo g on trial cold cut a fart
disruption of the court said the judge
on a sixyear sentence my man didn’t budge
baliff came over to turn him in
kilo g looked up and gave a grin
he yelled out fire then came suzy
the bitch came in with a submachine uzi
police shot the girl but didn’t hurt her
both upstate for attempted murder
’cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin’ the trash we’ll pull your card
knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
don’t quote me boy ’cause i ain’t said shit
scratches
get busy y’all
aw
you mothafucker
Artist: Eazy E
Year: 2015
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 389