Boyz-N-Tha-Hood (Remix) lyrics

Hey yo, remember that sh*t Eazy did a while back
Motherf*ckers said it wasn't gonna work (word)
That crazy sh*t, yeah the stupid sh*t
Hey yo Eazy! (Yo!)
Hey man why don't you come off the piano for a minute, man
And bust this crazy sh*t
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts b*tchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young n*ggas at the pad throwin up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip
With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
Jumped in thе fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front back and sidе to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin new sh*t by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own sh*t, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'
Jockin the b*tches, slappin the hoes
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 rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin that GTA
'Cause the boyz n tha 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, 'cause I ain't sayin sh*t
Yo man
Get the f*ck out
Pump that beat
Mothaf*cka, say what?
Donald B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase
The boy JB 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 motherf*cker pulls out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times first page
'Cause the boyz n tha 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, 'cause I ain't sayin sh*t
Yo Leroy!
Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a spot 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 start 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 hoe says something that made me mad
She said somethin that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid b*tch by her nappy ass weave
She started talkin sh*t, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his whole ass out
'Cause the boyz n tha 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, 'cause I ain't sayin sh*t
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock mothaf*cka, like the hard three the hard way
I'm rollin hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped the six-fo' 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 and I see the G ride
Now Ket is drivin Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Ket got beaten for resistin arrest
He socked the pig in the head for rippin his Guess
Now G is cut for doin the crime
For defence on the boy, he'll do some time
'Cause the boyz n tha 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, 'cause I ain't sayin sh*t
Big drum beater
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 straight cold cut a fart
Disruption of a court, said the judge
On a six year sentence my man didn't budge
Bailer came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out "FIRE!", then came Suzi
The b*tch came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the b*tch but didn't hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder
'Cause the boyz n tha 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, 'cause I ain't sayin sh*t
Yeah, I kicked a little ass
But that was a blast from the past, mothaf*cka