Hey yo man, remember that sh** Eazy did a while back Motherf**ers said it wasn't gonna work That crazy sh**, yeah the stupid sh** Hey yo Eazy! (Yo!) Hey man why don't you come off the piano for a minute And bust this crazy sh** 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 b**hin' about my friends About to go and damn near went blind Young n***az at the pad throwin' up gang signs Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 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 back and side to side Then I let the Alpine play Bumpin' new sh** by NWA It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list Then I played my own sh**, it went somethin' like this Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' Jockin' the b**hes, slappin' the hoes 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 rolled, Kilo G He rolls down his window and he started to say It's all about makin' that GTA Cuz the boyz n tha 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, cuz I ain't sayin' sh** Down on B's in the place to give me the pace He said my man JB is on freebase The boy JB was a friend of mine Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal my Alpine Chased him up the street to call a truce The silly motherf**er pull out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge One s**er dead, LA Times front page Cuz the boyz n tha 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, cuz I ain't sayin' sh** Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill The fellows out there, makin' that dollar I pulled up in my 6-4 Impala They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin' And from the 8-ball my breath starts 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 says something stupid that made me mad She said somethin' that I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stupid b**h by her nappy a** weave She started talkin' sh**, wouldn't you know? Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old a** out Cuz the boyz n tha 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, cuz I ain't sayin' sh** I'm rollin' hard now I'm under control Then wrapped the six-fo' round the telephone poll I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother I 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 the pig in the head for rippin his Guess Now G is cut for doin the crime For defense on the boy, he'll do some time Cuz the boyz n tha 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, cuz I ain't sayin' sh** I went to get them out but there was no bail The fellaz start to riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial straight cold cut a fork "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 Suzi The b**h came in with a sub-machine uzi Police shot the b**h but didn't hurt her Both up state for attempted murder Cuz the boyz n tha 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, cuz I ain't sayin' sh**