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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eazy-E
Eazy-E
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
Eric Wright
Eric Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Donovan "The Dirt Biker" Sound
Donovan "The Dirt Biker" Sound
Engineer
Dr. Jam
Dr. Jam
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah gangster Dresta done stepped in this motherfucker And this one goes out to all the OGs out there And I can't forget the baby gangsters What's up niggas? My nigga done came back with some of that Ol' school original West Coast shit nigga That got all y'all on this dick first place, yeah So run that shit E, yeah Cruising 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 hoop A car pulls up, who can it be? A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G He rolled down his window and he started to say It's all about makin' that GTA 'Cause tha boyz n tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash, we'll pull ya card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit (Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta) (Wrong nigga to fuck wit') (Straight up, straight up, straight up gangster) (Wrong nigga to fuck wit') 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 trying to steal a Alpine I chased him up the street to call a truce Tha silly cluck-head pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge One sucker dead, L.A. Times front page 'Cause tha boyz n tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash, we'll pull ya card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit (Smoke muthafuckers like it ain't no thang) (Smoke muthafuckers like it ain't no thang) (Smoke muthafuckers like it ain't no thang) (Smoke muthafuckers like it ain't no thang) Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill So I went to a place where my homeboys chill Niggas out there, makin' that dollar I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me wit' a 40 and I start drinkin' And from the 8-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 ya know? Reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I bombed on pops, knocked his old ass out 'Cause tha boyz n tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash, we'll pull ya card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy 'cause I ain't said shit (And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a) (And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a) (And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a) (And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a) Now I'm rollin' hard, now under control Done wrapped the '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 driving', Kilo on the side As they busted a U, they got pulled over A undercover cop in a dark green Nova Now Kat got beat for resistin' arrest He socked the 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 tha boyz n tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash, we'll pull ya card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit (I'll smoke you like that, and won't give a fuck, that and won't give a fuck) (I'll smoke you like that, and won't give a fuck, gi-, gi-, give a fuck) (I'll smoke you like that, and won't give a fuck, gi-, give a fuck) (I'll smoke you like that, and won't give a fuck, won't, wo-, won't gi-, gi-, give a fuck) I went to get them out, but there was no bail My niggas caused a riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial, straight 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 Susie The bitch came in wit' a submachine Uzi Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her Both up state for attempted murder 'Cause tha boyz n tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash, we'll pull ya card Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Eric Wright, Henrik Milling Rasmussen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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