I pulled up in my 64 Impala
'Cuz the boyz in the hood are always hard
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
So I go to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there tryna make that dollar
'Cuz the boyz in the hood are always hard
Before I left I hit the Bacardi
So I threw a right-cross and I dissolved out
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin' some hoops
I gotta get drunk before the day began
I ran in the house to get the clip
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the hoe
Greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin'
A car pulls up, who can it be?
I went to the park to get the scoop
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
It was 'Gangsta Gangsta' at the top of the list
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
I jumped in the floor, hit the juice on my ride
I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon
Come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down the window and he starts to say
About to go and damn near went blind
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
Went to the house to get her out of the pad
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoes
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
Homie's scored a key, he's gonna fly
Started talkin' shit, wouldn't she know?
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit
It's all about makin' that GTA
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit
[Incomprehensible] trippin , it's alright
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
Father stood up and he started to shout
Young niggaz throwin' up pads, throwin' up gang signs
Then I let the Alpine play
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
With my Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'
I got front and back, side to side
I was bumpin' new shit by NWA
Dumb hoe said something to make me mad
