Lyrics Boyz - in - The - Hood (Remix) - Eazy-E

"Aiyo, man you remember that shit Eazy did a while back muthafuckaz said wasnt gonna work (that crazy shit) stupid shit man, Aiyo Eazy why dont you come out from the piano and bust this crazy shit"
Woke up quick, at about noon jus' 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
About to go and damm near went blind young niggas at the path throwin up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed ma clip the mack 10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon just as i thought the fools kept steppin
Jumped in the fo hit the juice on ma ride, i got front, back and side to side
Then i let the alpine play (play), bumpin new shit by Nwa
It was gansta gansta at the top of the list, then i play my own shit, it went something like this...
Cruisin down the street in my six- fo
Jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
Went to the park to get the scoop knuckelheads out there cold, shooten some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be A fresh El camino rollin Kilo G
He rolled down his window and started to say it's all about making that G.T.A
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, we'll pull your card knowin nothing in life but to be legit dont quote me boy cuz i aint said shit
"Yo leroy"
"Beer drinkin breath stinkin sniffen glue"
Bored as hell and i wanna get ill
So i went to a spot where ma homeboys chill the fellas out there makin dat dollar
I pulled up in ma 6 Fo' impala,
They greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin and from the 8 ball my breath start stinkin
I left to get ma girl to rock that body
Before i left, i hit the Bac-Ardi
Went to het house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said somethin that made me mad she said somethin that i couldnt believe so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin shit, wouldnt ya know
Reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe
Her father jumped up and he started to shout so i threw a right cross and knocked his old-ass out
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talking that trash we'll pull ya card knowin nothin in life but to be legit dont quote me boy cuz i aint said shit
"Who do you think you are Mr. Big stuff"
"Rock this muthafucka like the hard 3 tha hard way"
Im rollin hard, now under control
Then wrapped the 6 Fo' Round a telephone pole
I looked at ma car and i said "oh brother"
I'll throw it in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin home and i seen the G ride
Now Cat is drivin, and Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
A undercover cop in a dark green nova
Cat got beat for risisten arrest
He socked the pig in the head for rippen his guess
Now G is caught, for doin the crime
Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash we'll pulk ya card knowin nothin in life but to be legit dont quote me boy cuz i aint say shit
L.A. playa
Big drum beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas caused a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial cold cut a fart
Obstruction of the court said the judge
On a six year sentence, ma man didnt budge
Baliff came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out fire, then came suzie
The bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi
Police shot the bitch but didnt hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash we'll pull ya card knowin nothin in life but to be legit dont quote me boy cuz i aint said shit
"Yeah i kicked a little ass"
But that was a blast from the past muthafucka
"Get busy ya ya ya yall"