A Dbm Woke up quick at about noon D B Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon A Dbm I gotta get drunk before the day begins Gbm Gbm D E Before my mother starts xxxxxxx' about my friends A Dbm G#out to go and damn near went blind D B Young niggaz on the pad throwin' up gang signs A Dbm I went in the house to get the clip Gbm D E With my Mac10 on the side of my hip A Dbm I bailed outside and pointed my weapon D B Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin A Dbm I jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride Gbm Gbm D E I got front and back side to side A Dbm Then I let the alpine play D B I was pumpin' new xxxx by NWA A Dbm It was \"Gangster Gangster\" at the top of the list Gbm Gbm D E Then I played my own xxxx, it went somethin' like this Chorus: A Gbm Cruisin' down the street in my 6-fo' Bm E Jockin' the xxxxxxx, slappin' the hoe's A Gbm I went to the park to get the scoop Bm E Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop A Dbm a car pulls up, who can it be? D B The fresh El Camino rollin Kilo G A Dbm He rolls down the window and he starts to say Gbm Gbm D E It's all about makin' that G.T.A. A Gbm Bm Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard E You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card A Gbm Bm Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit E A D A E Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said xxxx ... A Dbm Bored as hell and I wanna get ill D B So I go to a place where my homeboyz chill A Dbm The fellas out there try to make that dollar Gbm Gbm D E I pulled up in the 6-fo' and hollered A Dbm greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin' D B And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin' A Dbm I gotta get my girl to rock that body Gbm Gbm D E Before I left I hit the bacardi A Dbm Pulled to the house get her out of the pad D B And the xxxxx said something to make me mad A Dbm She said somethin' that I couldn't believe Gbm Gbm D E So I grabbed the stupid xxxxx by her nappy ass weave A Dbm She started talkin' xxxx, would'nt you know? D B I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe' A Dbm And her father stood up and he started to shout Gbm Gbm D E So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out A Gbm Bm Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard E A You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card Gbm Bm Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit E A D A E Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said xxxx ... A Dbm D B Punk ass trippin in the dead of nightttt A Dbm Gbm E D homies score and key is gonna fly, punk ass fly
Boyz In The Hood chords by Dynamite Hack
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