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letra de boyz n da hood - yung simmie

[intro]
aye real talk though, rest in peace to eazy e man i did this for you
you feel me?
where my raiders at, man?

[verse 1]
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 b-tchin’
about my friends
hit the block
d-mn, they went blind
young n-gga 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 sh-t, wind up nwa
it was gangsta gangsta at top of the list
but i paid my own sh-t, it went somethin’ like this

cruisin’ down the street with your main hoe (hoe?)
mackin’ the b-tch, 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
“n0body f-cking with the, raider klan”

[hook]
cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
you come talking that sh-t, we’ll pull your card (uh-huh!)
doing nothin’ in life but chase a b-tch
don’t quote me boy, ’cause i ain’t said sh-t (hah!)

[intermission]
rest in peace to eazy e man
y’all want that gangsta sh-t, that’s what i’m bringing my n-gga
yeah!
that’s how we rockin’
that’s how we rock it
(heheh)

[verse 2]
if a chick in my house she giving face
she said, my n-gga o.j was on free [?base?] (huh?)
the boy o.j was a homie of mine, ’til he set a n-gga up
to cop with dyin’
chase him up the streets to call a truce
the silly motherf-cker pulled out a duce duce (what?)
little did he know i had a loaded thirty eight (bumbumbum)
wants a [?] dead, blackland first paste

[hook]
cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
you come talking that sh-t, we’ll pull your card (uh-huh!)
doing nothin’ in life but to chase a b-tch
don’t quote me boy, ’cause i ain’t said sh-t (hah!)

[outro]
(yeah, yeah)
rest in peace to eazy e
follow me at therealsimmie man, y’all want that gangsta sh-t
i’m bringing it, you feel me? (heheh)

- yung simmie

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