Song Lyrics

Cruising down the street in my six four
Jockin' the freaks clocking the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold shooting 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 making that GTA"

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit

(Get the f*ck out)
(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 trying 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 talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit

(Beer drinking breath stinking sniffing glue)

Bored as f*ck and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there, making that dollar
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
They greet me with a forty and I started drinking
And from the eight-ball my breath start stinking
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 something 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, slapped a hoe
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross cold knocked him out

'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit

(Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?)
(Rock this motherfucker like three the hard way)

I'm rollin' hard now, under control
Done wrapped my '64 around a 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 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 talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit

(LA player)

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 talking that trash we'll pull your card
Knowing nothing in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit

Get busy, y'all
(Oh, oh)
(You motherfucker)

Mark Morris, Mike Vlahakis, Chase Texas, Chad Ribinson, O'shea Jackson, Andre Young, Eric Wright

The duration of Boyz-N-The Hood is 5:37 minutes and seconds.