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Cruisin' down the street in my '64 Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin' some hoops A car pulls up, who can it be? A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G He rolls down his window and he started to say "It's all about makin' that GTA" 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Yo, man Yo, man Yo, yo, yo man Yo, man Yo, man Get the fuck out Pump that Pump that Pump, p-pump, p-pump that Pump that Pump that bass Motherfucker, 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 'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine Chased him up the street to call a truce The silly cluck head pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded twelve-gauge One sucker dead, LA Times front page 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Yo, Leroy Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy Yo, Leroy Yo, Leroy Beer drink Beer drink B-B-Beer drink Beer drink Beer drink Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I went to a place where my homeboys chill The fellows out there makin' that dollar I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me with a forty and I started drinkin' And from the eight-ball my breath start stinkin' 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 hoe said somethin' that made me mad She said somethin' that I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know? Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho Her father jumped out and he started to shout So I him threw a right cross, cold-knocked him out 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Who do, do you Who do, do you Who do, do you Who do, do you Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff? Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way" I'm rollin' hard, now I'm under control Done wrapped my '64 around a telephone pole I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother" Throw it in the gutter and go buy another Walkin' home and I see the G ride Now Kat is drivin', Kilo on the side As they busted a U, they got pulled over An undercover cop in a dark green Nova Kat got beat for resistin' arrest He socked a pig in the head for rippin' his Guess Now G is caught for doin' the crime Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit L.A. playa Big drum Big drum B-B-B-B-Big drum Big drum Big drum Big drum beater I went to get them out but there was no bail The fellas 'cause 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 Bailiff 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 girl but didn't hurt her Both upstate for attempted murder 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Get, get, get, get Get, get Get, get, get, get, get Get busy y'all, y-y-y-y'all Aw You motherfucker
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