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Description
Executive Producer, Producer: Eazy-E
Producer: Dr. Dre
Remixer, Producer, Studio Personnel: DJ Yella
Mastering Engineer, Studio Personnel: Brian "Big Bass" Gardner
Engineer, Studio Personnel: Donovan Sound
Executive Producer, Producer, Composer: Eric Wright
Composer: Henrik Rasmussen
Composer: O'Shea Jackson
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey yo man, you remember that shit Eazy did a while back motherfucker said wasn't -gonna work? -Word.
-That old crazy shit? -Yeah, the stupid shit man.
-That was dope. -Hey yo Eazy.
-What's up?
-Hey man why don't you come off the piano for a minute man and bust this crazy shit.
Woke up quick at about noon Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon I gotta get drunk before the day begins Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
About to go and damn near went blind Young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
Jumped in the fo', hit the juice on my ride I got front and back, and side to side Then I let the Alpine play, play Bumping new shit by N. W. A It was "Gangsta
Gangsta" at the top of the list Then I played my old shit, it went something like this Cruisin' down the street in my '64 Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoes
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 the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Get the fuck out
Motherfucker say what Donald B's in the place to give me the pace He say my man J. D.
is on freebase The boy J. D.
was a friend of mine 'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine Chase him up the street to call a truce The silly motherfucker pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge One sucker dead, L. A.
Times front page 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill The fellas out there makin' that dollar I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin' And from the 8-ball my breath starts 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 Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Who do you think you are?
Rock it motherfucker like three the hard way I'm rollin' hard now under control Then rocks the '64 'round a telephone pole 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 Cat is drivin', Kilo on the side As they busted a U, they got pulled over A undercover cop in a dark green Nova Cat got beef for resistin' arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his guest 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 talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit I went to get them out but there was no bail The fellas caused a riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial, Cold Cut afoot "Destruction of the court," said the judge On a six year sentence my man didn't budge Federal came over to turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin He yelled out, "Fire," then came Suzie The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi Police shot the bitch but didn't hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Yeah
I kicked your little ass But that was a blast from the past motherfucker Busy y'all
English translation
Hey yo man, you remember that shit Eazy did a while back motherfucker said wasn't -gonna work? -Word.
-That old crazy shit? -Yeah, the stupid shit man.
-That was dope. -Hey yo Eazy.
-What's up?
-Hey man why don't you come off the piano for a minute man and bust this crazy shit.
Woke up quick at about noon Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon I gotta get drunk before the day begins Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
About to go and damn near went blind Young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
Jumped in the fo', hit the juice on my ride I got front and back, and side to side Then I let the Alpine play, play Bumping new shit by N. W. A It was "Gangsta
Gangsta" at the top of the list Then I played my old shit, it went something like this Cruisin' down the street in my '64 Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoes
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 the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Get the fuck out
Motherfucker say what Donald B's in the place to give me the pace He say my man J. D.
is on freebase The boy J. D.
was a friend of mine 'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine Chase him up the street to call a truce The silly motherfucker pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge One sucker dead, L. A.
Times front page 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill The fellas out there makin' that dollar I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin' And from the 8-ball my breath starts 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 Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Who do you think you are?
Rock it motherfucker like three the hard way I'm rollin' hard now under control Then rocks the '64 'round a telephone pole 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 Cat is drivin', Kilo on the side As they busted a U, they got pulled over A undercover cop in a dark green Nova Cat got beef for resistin' arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his guest 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 talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit I went to get them out but there was no bail The fellas caused a riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial, Cold Cut afoot "Destruction of the court," said the judge On a six year sentence my man didn't budge Federal came over to turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin He yelled out, "Fire," then came Suzie The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi Police shot the bitch but didn't hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Yeah
I kicked your little ass But that was a blast from the past motherfucker Busy y'all