Boyz-N-The Hood Lyrics

N.W.A


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Howard White, Jacoby White, Jay Jenkins, Lee Dixon, Michael Davis, Miguel Scott, Miguel T. Scott, Nicholas Solis, Randy Banks
album: Track 12 in album The Best of N.W.A: The Strength of Street Knowledge
release date: 2006-12-26
popularity : 18 users have visited this page.
length: 5:37
composer: O’Shea Jackson, Eric Wright, Henrik Rasmussen

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N.W.A The Best of N.W.A: The Strength of Street Knowledge cover art
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Cruising down the street in my 6-4
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 boyz n tha 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 ****

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
Till I caught him in my car trying to steal my Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulled out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times front page

'Cause the boyz n tha 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 ****

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
Went to the spot where my homebys chill
The fellows out there, making that dollar
I pulled up in my 6-4 Impala
They greet me with a 40 and I started drinking
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinking
Love 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 that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid ***** by her nappy *** weave
She started talkin' ****, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross cold knocked his old *** out

'Cause the boyz n tha 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 ****

I'm rollin' hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped my 6-4 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 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 beaten 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 the boyz n tha 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 ****

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 cold cut a fart
Disruption of a 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 ***** came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder

'Cause the boyz n tha 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 ****


Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Straight Outta Compton
  • 2 Appetite for Destruction
  • 3 Dopeman
  • 4 Fuck tha Police
  • 5 Real Niggaz
  • 6 8-Ball
  • 7 Express Yourself
  • 8 Alwayz Into Somethin’
  • 9 A Bitch Iz a Bitch
  • 10 Gangsta Gangsta
  • 11 100 Miles and Runnin’
  • 12 Boyz-N-The Hood
  • 13 Real Niggaz Don’t Die
  • 14 Compton’s in the House (remix)
  • 15 Approach to Danger
  • 16 Chin Check
  • 17 If It Ain’t Ruff