Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit
'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole
'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine
Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad
Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit
They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin'
'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
Straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit
Her father jumped up and he started tah shout
One sucka dead L.A. Times front page
And if a sucka talks shit I give him a
Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough
And I can't forget about the baby gangstaz, what's up niggaz
She said something that I couldn't believe
Cruisin' down tha street in my '64
Dumb hoe said something that made me mad
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord
Before I left I hit tha Bacardi
Straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang
I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother"
And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
Niggaz out there makin' that dolla'
Straight up, straight up
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body
Straight up, straight up
My nigga they came back with some of that old school
So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out
As they busted a you they got pulled over
Got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah
Went to tha park tah get the scoop
Now I'm rollin' hard now under control
She started talkin' shit what did ya know
'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
A car pulls up who can it be
So I went to a place where my home boyz chill
So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord
And if a sucka talks shit I give him a
He said my man JD is on free base
He rolled down his window and he started to say
I chase him up tha street tah call a truce
Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce
A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova
Thrown in the gutter and go buy another
Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side
Original west coast shit nigga that
Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe
And if a sucka talks shit I give him a
Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit
Tha boy JD was a friend of mine
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop
Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest
Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace
It's all about makin' that GTA
Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord
Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill
Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit
