Boyz N Da Hood

Yung Simmie

Aye real talk though Rest in peace to Eazy E man I did this for you you feel me? Where my raiders at, man? Woke up quick, at about noon Just thinking that I gotta this money soon I got a blow before the day begins Before my mother starts bitchin' About my friends hit the block Damn, they went blind Young nigga set tripping throwing gang signs (wha'?) ran up my house, to grab my clip With the three-eighty on the side of my hip (yeah) Ran outside, and pointed my weapon (huh?) Just as I thought the fools kept steppin' (hah) Ridin' with Purrp, hit the juice on the ride And hop front back, inside the side Of course I let the out pine play (play) Bumpin' trill shit, wind up NWA It was gangsta gangsta at top of the list But I paid my own shit It went somethin' like this Cruisin' down the street with your main hoe (hoe?) mackin' the bitch, slappin' the hoe Went to the park to get the scoot But you know I can't kick it Without mine too (bumbumbum) A car pulls up who can it be? A clean man chevy with the He rolled down the window and started to say "Nobody fucking with the, Raider Klan" Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh) you come talking that shit We'll pull your card (uh huh) Doing nothin' in life but chase a bitch Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah) Rest in peace to Eazy E man Y'all want that gangsta shit That's what I'm bringing my nigga yeah! That's how we rockin' that's how we rock it (Heheh) If a chick in my house she giving face The boy OJ was a homie of mine 'til he set a nigga up to cop with dyin' Chase him up the streets to call a truce The silly motherfucker pulled out a duce duce (what?) little did he know I had A loaded thirty eight (bumbumbum) Wants a dead, Blackland first paste Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh) you come talking that shit We'll pull your card (uh huh) Doing nothin' in life but to chase a bitch Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah) (yeah, yeah) rest in peace to Eazy E Follow me at TheRealSimmie man Y'all want that gangsta shit I'm bringing it, you feel me? (Heheh)

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