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 niggaz on the pad throwin' up gang signs   I went in the house to get the clip   With my Mac10 on the side of my hip   I bailed outside and pointed my weapon   Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin   I jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride   I got front and back side to side   Then I let the alpine play   I was pumpin' new shit by NWA   It was "Gangster Gangster" at the top of the list   Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this:      Cruisin' down the street in my 6-fo'   Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoe's   I went to the park to get the scoop   Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop   A car pulls up, who can it be?   a 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.      Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard   come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card   Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit   Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit ...      Bored as hell and I wanna get L   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' impala   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   started talkin' shit, would'nt you know?   I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the hoe'   And her father stood up and he started to shout   So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out      Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard   come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card   Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit'   Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit ...      Punk ass trippin in the dead of night   homie scored a key he's gonna fly, punk ass fly