Lyrics:
can it be?
A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin that GTA
*chorus*
Cuz the boyz n tha
can it be?
A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin that GTA
*chorus*
Cuz the boyz n tha
it
All these kittens got me flea bitten, eatin' out my mitten
I'm comin' off top, my moves are unwritten
Now slitter to the snake, in the spring
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
Yup, yup, okay, yeah, yeah
Boyz N Da Hood
Ey, yeah, lets go, ey, yeah
Jody Breeze, Big Duke, Young Jeezy, Gee
If you's a thug, go on, show us,
why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
It's Boyz in the Hood, it's toys in the hood
Y'all wanna
drive da Benz but dem roads off limit
'N' how you call yourself pimpin' wit' hos all in your bidness
What it is the music bidness of the streets make
boyz
I was posted on da block wit dem boyz
Pull off n them pipes make noise
Come thru chopping down them boys
Never loss u can call me big Floyd
Big
B Boy and B Girl, come on let's…
Da da da da da hey!
B Boy….dance!
B Boyz, and B Girlz, c'mon let's dance!
B Boyz, and B Girlz, c'mon let's dance!
For My Dawgs In The Chain Gang,
And All My My Niggas On The Skroll Who Do The Same Thang,
Same Hood But They Don’t Rep The Same Gang,
Its All Good Let
good
we need cash cause it's all about the fucking rent
we get the dice and start rollin on the pavement
that's how it is on the first of every month
hard to do
[T.I.]
i use to drive a chevy monte carlo bricks n blow all in it
i was taught to sell dis shit u putcho nose all in it
let my bitch drive da
and
Dem boyz n the hood
Figure one day will
Make it out Da field
Nations Ford baby
I just wanna stay real
So much love in da city
Land of da gritty
funny, something dodgy 'bout Bailey
He says to let him out man, he's moving bare boog
Kinda acting like Trey from 'Boyz n the Hood'
So Kyle lets him out
it live
NBA five on five
Only the best team survive
Bump this in your hood
Bump bump bump this in your hood ballers
Bump this in your hood
Bump bump
We boyz in da hood...wanna see a dead body)
Sittin' in a lowrider, murda on my mind
'Cause I had too many dead homies in my lifetime
That's why I
up)
I'm so hood it be the true definition of me
Ain't no way speak about the H, without mentioning me, Tha Truth, nigga!
(Still breaking boys off
fuckin' spot, tired of
these cops, tired of these judges, tired of the rules,
waitin' til the day to tell em all FUCK YOU!
Playin' two, because it
see da only is, you see da blazee
It was all paid fo' by my baby
I'm da first with, I'm worth words
Like da dope boys dey flip birds
I'm up all night,
Bread Gang got the shit by the loaf (Boyz)
Nothin' but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (them Loafs)
Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm
a hot soundtrack
Ever since
Boyz N Da Hood
[Bridge]
I'm going bad
No luck
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
So rough
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
No
Think I'm wit nick cannon
All dese Drums
Line em up
When I'm ready to dump
Dem boyz in da Hood
Run Ricky Run
ATL
We was selling dem bombs
Baby boy
I'm numb
Flee with me eternally
Sail across the lights amongst da skies
I'll be with you eternally
Glide up off your love
It keeps me high
It keeps me
of these cops
Tired of these judges, tired of the rules
Waitin' til the day to tell 'em all, ?Fuck you?
Playin' two, 'cause it ain't enough
Got the boyz in
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