| Now if it ain’t a six-fo, then it’s sixty-three
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| And I ain’t in that motherfucker, 'less it sit on D’s
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| Got dough beyond me, got Chris on «Freeze»
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| And if you see me in the club, it’s a bitch on me
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| Fo'-five in the side, nine in that dash
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| Three-eight for the snakes playin' in that grass
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| See that Kate getting hate, but no matter what they say
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| Niggas see me in the streets, then I’m in that ass
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| Fuck what you heard, this here’s the truth, E
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| I’ll be the same G when I leave the booth
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| You gang bang on wax, but you’re lame on tracks
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| If it came down to it I’d eat ya fool
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| I’m cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'
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| Knockin' the freaks, mackin' at hoes
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| Black Super Sport, everything original
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| Top down, two deep, fo' pistols roll
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We stackin' and bangin' colors
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| What’s crackin' on one another
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| Still claimin' sets in the gutter
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We slangin' and sellin' bud off a brother
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| You get wet if you ain’t under our own bruh
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We ganstas and nothin' other
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| Still duckin' them undercovers
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| We some bad motherfuckers
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We get to poppin' shots
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| Now the one-time's comin' 'cause the block is hot
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| Look up in the sky, see E on top
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| In a wife B wit a white tee on top
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| New Spike Lee Nikes, we don’t rock
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| No Vans 'round here, that’d get ya shot
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| I don’t skateboard, but I got shit to flip
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| Yes, I’m on my grind, but nigga, not like them
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| I stay fly and I got 'em screamin' again —
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| «We want Eazy!»
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| Well bitch, I’m him
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| Throw my hood up high in the sky, fo' sho'
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| Rims sittin' real high, but the top is low
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| Want the hoes to see me, so I’m ridin' slow
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| Wit my arm on the do' so my watch can show, while I’m
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| Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'
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| Knockin' the freaks, mackin' at hoes
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| Black Super Sport, everything original
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| Top down, two deep, fo' pistols roll
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We stackin' and bangin' colors
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| What’s crackin' on one another
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| Still claimin' sets in the gutter
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We slangin' and sellin' bud off a brother
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| You get wet if you ain’t under our own bruh
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We ganstas and nothin' other
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| Still duckin' them undercovers
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| We some bad motherfuckers
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We get to poppin' shots
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| Now the one-time's comin' 'cause the block is hot
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| Niggas know my C’s in C the PT got it locked
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| Try me, get knocked on GD’s
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| The boys in the hood, they knock my CD
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| 'Cause I grew up in the hood, and not on TV
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| I keep my, ya roll with gangstas
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| Blue flag, new rag top on them Daytons
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| jacked, coupe ass drop on them scrapers
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| It’s just some tools that I keep to attract them haters
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| Get in a bitch head like activated
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| E a mack, he a whack-ass Captain Sava
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| I stack my paper, boy stack ya
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| This Eazy, I’m Compton’s actin' mayor
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| Straight cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'
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| Knockin' the freaks, mackin' at hoes
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| Black Super Sport, everything original
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| Top down, two deep, fo' pistols roll
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We stackin' and bangin' colors
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| What’s crackin' on one another
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| Still claimin' sets in the gutter
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We slangin' and sellin' bud off a brother
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| You get wet if you ain’t under our own bruh
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We ganstas and nothin' other
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| Still duckin' them undercovers
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| We some bad motherfuckers
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| Boys in the hood!
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| We get to poppin' shots
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| Now the one-time's comin' 'cause the- |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boyz N Da Hood 07 , by - Lil Eazy-E. Song from the album Celly Cel Presents: Cali Luv, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп