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Woke up quick, at about noon, |
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Just thought that i had to be in compton soon. |
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I gotta get drunk, before the day begins, |
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Before my Mom starts bitchin' about my friends. |
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'Bout to go, and damn near went blind, |
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Young niggers on the path throwin' up gang signs. |
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I went in the house to get the clip, |
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With my mack-10 on the side of my hip. |
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I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon |
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Just as I thought the fools kept steppin' |
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I jumped in the front, hit the juice on my ride, |
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I got front and back, side to side. |
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Then I let the alpine play, |
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I was pumpin' new shit by NWA. |
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It was Gangsta, Gangsta at the top of the list, |
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Then I played my own shit - it went somethin' like this: |
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Cruisin' down the street in my 6 4, |
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Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hos |
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Went to the park to get the scoop, |
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Knuckleheads out there cold shootin' some hoop. |
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A car pulls up, who can it be? |
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A fresh El Camino, rollin key low-G |
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He rolls down the window and he starts to say |
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"It's all about makin' that GTA" |
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'Cause the Boyz in the hood are always hard, |
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Come talking that trash and we'll pull your card. |
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Know nothin' in life but to be legit, |
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Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit. |
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Bored as hell, and I wanna get ill, |
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So I go to a place where my homeboys chill. |
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Fellas out there tryin' ta make that dolla, |
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I pulled out there in my 6 4 impalla. |
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Greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin' |
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And from the 8-ball my breath starts stinkin' |
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I gotta get my girl, to rock that body, |
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Before I left, I hit the Bacardi. |
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Pull to the house, get her outta the path, |
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The bitch said somethin' ta make me mad. |
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She said somethin' that I couldn't believe, |
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So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave. |
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Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know, |
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I reached back like a pimp, |
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And I slapped the ho. |
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When her father stood up, and he started to shout, |
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Wo I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out. |
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'Cause the Boyz in the hood are always hard, |
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Come talking that trash and we'll pull your card. |
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Know nothin' in life but to be legit, |
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Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit. |
