Karaoké Boyz-n-the-Hood Eazy-E

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 bitchin' 'bout my friends

About to go and damn near went blind

Young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs

Ran in the house and grabbed my clip

With the MAC-ten 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 my ride

I got front and back and side to side

Then I let the Alpine play play bumpin' new shit by NWA

It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list

Then I played my old shit it went somethin' like this

Cruising down the street in my six four

Jockin' the bitches slappin' the hoes

Went to the park to get the scoop

Knuckle-heads out there cold shooting some hoops

A car pulls up

Who can it be?

A fresh el camino rolling Kilo G

He rolled down his window and he started to say it's all about making that G.T.A

'Cos the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard

You come talking the trash we'll pull your card

Knowing nothing in life but to be legit

Don't quote me boy 'cos I ain't said shit

Get the fuck out

Muthafucker 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

'Till I caught him in my car trying to steal an Alpine

Chased him up the streets to call a truce

The silly muthafucker pulls out a deuce deuce

Little did he know

I had a loaded twelve gauge

One sucker dead

L.A. Times front page

'Cos the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard

You come talking the trash we'll pull your card

Knowing nothing in life but to be legit

Don't quote me boy 'cos I ain't said shit

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill

So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill

The fellas out there making that dollar

I pulled up in my six four Impala

They greet me with a forty and I started drinking

And from the eight ball my breath started stinking

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 something that made me mad

She said something that

I couldn't believe

So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave

She started talking 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 and knocked his old ass out

'Cos the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard

You come talking the trash we'll pull your card

Knowing nothing in life but to be legit

Don't quote me boy 'cos I ain't said shit

I'm rolling hard now under control

Then wrapped my six four around a telephone pole

I looked at my car and I said oh brother

I throw it in the gutter and go buy another

Walking home and I see the G ride

Now Cat is driving

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 resisting arrest he sock the pig in the head for ripping his Guess

Now G is caught for doing the crime

Fourth offense on the boy he'll do some time

'Cos the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard

You come talking the trash we'll pull your card

Knowing nothing in life but to be legit

Don't quote me boy 'cos I ain't said shit

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

Disruption of the court said the judge

On a six year 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 sub-machine uzi

Police shot the bitch but didn't hurt her

Both upstate for attempted murder

'Cos the boyz-n-the-hood are always hard

You come talking the trash we'll pull your card

Knowing nothing in life but to be legit

Don't quote me boy 'cos I ain't said shit