VERSE 1 A Amaj7 Woke up quick, at about noon D B Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon A Amaj7 I gotta get drunk, before the day begins Dsus2 Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends VERSE 2 A Amaj7 About to go and damn near went blind D B Young niggas on the path throwin' up gang sings A Amaj7 I went in the house to get the clip Dsus2 With my mack 10, on the side of my hip VERSE 3 A Amaj7 I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon D B And just as I thought, the fools kept steppin' A Amaj7 I jumped in the fro', hit the juice on my ride Dsus2 I got front and back. side to side Bridge A Amaj7 Then I let the Alpine play Bm D I was pumpin' new shit by NWA A Amaj7 It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list D Dsus2 Then I played my own shit it went somethin' like this VERSE 5 A Amaj7 Crusin' down the street in my six fo' D B Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's A Amaj7 I went to the park to get the scoop D Dsus2 Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some hoop VERSE 6 A Amaj7 a car pulls up, who can it be D B It's a fresh elcamino, rollin' kilo-G A Amaj7 He rolls down the window and starts to say Dsus2 It's all about makin' that G.T.A. CHORUS A Amaj7 D Cuz' the boyz in the hood are always hard D Come talkin' that trash, and we'll pull your card A Amaj7 Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit D Dsus2 Asus2 Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit VERSE 7 A Amaj7 Bored as hell, and I wanna' to get ill D B So I go to a place where my home boys chill A Amaj7 Fellas out there tryin' to make that dolla' Dsus2 I pulled up in the six four impalla VERSE 8 A Amaj7 I'm greeted with a forty and I start drinkin' D B And from the eight ball my breath starts stinkin' A Amaj7 I gotta get my girl to rock that body Dsus2 before I left, I hit the Bacardi VERSE 9 A Amaj7 Pull to the house, get her outta the pad D B And the bitch said somethin' to make me mad, A Amaj7 She said somethin' that, I couldn't believe Dsus2 So I grabbed the stuiped bitch by her nappy ass weave VERSE 10 A Amaj7 Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know D* I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho' A Amaj7 and her father stood up, and started to shout D Dsus2 So I threw a right cross and knocked his ole' ass out CHORUS A Amaj7 Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard D Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card A Amaj7 D Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit D Dsus2 Asus2 Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit OUTRO (guitar picking) Punk ass trippin' in the dead of night... Homey scored a ki, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly