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Dynamite Hack Boyz N The Hood Superfast - 2000 -------------------------------------------------------- Verse Progression:
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AWoke up qC#uick at about noon Just Dthought that ID# had to be in Compton soon I Egotta get E#drunk before the day begins BefoFre myE motDher starts bitchin' about my friends AAbout to gC#o and damn near went blind Young Dniggaz on D#the pad throwin' up gang signs I Ewent in the E#house to get the clip WiFth my EMaDc10 on the side of my hip AI bailed oC#utside and pointed my weapon DJust as I thD#ought, the fools kept steppin I Ejumped in tE#he fo' hit the juice on my ride I got Ffront and Eback Dside to side
AThen I let C#the alpine play I was Dpumpin' nD#ew shit by NWA It was E"GanE#gster Gangster" at the top of the list Then I Fplayed mEy own shDit, it went somethin' like this:
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ACruisin' dF#own the street in my 6-fo' EJockin' tGhe bitches, slappin' the hoe's AI went to tF#he park to get the scoop EKnuckle-headGs out there cold shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up, who can it be' The fresh El Camino rollin Kilo G He rolls down the window and he starts to say It's all about makin' that G.T.A. Cause the boyz in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said shit ... Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I go to a place where my homeboyz chill The fellas out there try to make that dollar I pulled up in the 6-fo' and hollered greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin' And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin' I gotta get my girl to rock that body Before I left I hit the bacardi Pulled to the house get her out of the pad And the bitch said something to make 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' I reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho' And her father stood up and he started to shout So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out Chorus- Cause the boyz in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said shit ... Punk ass trippin in the dead of night homies score and key is gonna fly, punk ass fly