Boyz N The Hood

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, you got five? You wanna go in there and get some Swishers? You al-, nigga, you already older than fifteen [Verse 1: Fashawn] I was in love with the block, call it a Avenue Jones Through the village, we just happened to roam Knuckleheads, bad to the bone And every single snotnose had an addict at home I drunk vodka and juice with the fatherless youth Every day between the hours of two, we ate tacos at Hoot Every now and then, somebody would shoot They hit that youngin' with a stray while he was tying his shoe Let if off, then they hopped in the coupe And nobody said a word 'bout the body on the curb Hit the homie Flacko, that's the vato with the herb I mean, papi cool, but his posse full of herbs Got our chronic from the 'burbs Around the same time, I was tryna learn How to pick a lock with a hanger, load shots in the chamber,  Get low from the cops and the neighbors Boyz N The Hood [Verse 2: Like] Born and raised in Killa Cali, dreaming one day the city's ours Young niggas hopping fences, licking chili powder Eddie Bauers and Docker pants, Stockton to Ladera Heights Young kids wearing Nikes, sharing bikes Tearing mics up, kept a nice cut and the fades Never affiliated, but my niggas bang, getting paid Shouts to my grandma, still in the J's Coco Ave., .4-4 mag,  Tucked away when the po-pos pass Walked to the store, but don't step on the old folk grass A '80s baby, like Thrifty's and Pick 'N Save Wear the wrong colors, might as well dig your grave Ditch your school to throw hands, stick and move Bagging chicks at Fox Hills, like shit was cool Different dudes, go by a set of different rules We obviously ain't got shit to lose Boyz N The Hood [Interlude] Aye, aye – you got your homegirls with you? Okay, aye – just meet us on Fairfax, meet us on Fairfax [Verse 3: Blu] I got the old three sitting on my neck for my set Big "B" sitting on my chest for the best Headed to the East, raised in the West In them streets, I think you need a cage and a vest Ducking strays on my way to church, on my way to work Blazed, trying to lace a verse, so I can pay the first Blu be copping chains, shopping days 'til my pockets hurt Rob a purse, if she see me in a soggy shirt But on the turf, niggas flipping work, chickens chirp On a flirt, nonsense, no smirk Jerkface, tell the jerk, burgers and a shank If she think she worth what she work, she need a break Pissing off the city with a silly cigarette On my BMX with my Rollie on and my holy text Telling Moses, "You can lead us through the sea But you can't keep seas out the streets" Boyz N The Hood [Verse 4: BeYoung] After school, niggas eating Cheetos by the tetherball Toney Starks had me fiending for them leather Clarks 501s, I'm starched, creased up Niggas going chesting, we watched Darkwing Duck Bad niggas, rocking Duck Tails, thermos with the lunch pail Taking trips to Catalina, niggas swear we upscale Puff L's, Olde E, cans of Mickey Real Venice 'fore they turned that shit to Abbot Kinney That past is in me, skating through that 818 Homies out the pen like Ray Lewis gaining weight It ain't for play, thought you know them boys been banging The whole hood shook just off of Northridge quaking Tadow, nigga, domino, my uncle bumped The Commodores Humping on the sub, and just be done before they mama home Reminiscing with these poisonous goods Doughboy get that dope, boy – Boyz N The Hood, huh [Outro: Da1] Lost in a promised land, milk and honeys A field of dreams, this the city of angles Set your neck on the line, that shit'll get strangled What you expect? Rep besides connected The cul-de-sac council, Starter jackets and Sauconys The sauce in me, and a sordid past Fresh from court, no boarding pass Fourth and orange velour lab, pour more with a taller glass Monetary support towards some college class A wealth of knowledge, hustle mania Game became placed to make with power Sitting on the stoop like a substitute, solid Chopping it with the barbers, displacing transplanted Sipping a chalice in childish comfort The colors got colored improper Shuffling shuckers, cool suckers, cards for audit A pharaoh's pharaoh, auctions A primordial microcosm