Dynamite Hack - Boyz In The Hood Chords & Tabs

VERSE 1
 A                       Amaj7
Woke up quick, at about noon
         D                                    B
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
        A                          Amaj7
I gotta get drunk, before the day begins
                 Dsus2
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends


VERSE 2
 A                                 Amaj7
About to go and damn near went blind
            D                                        B
Young niggas on the path throwin' up gang sings
 A                               Amaj7
I went in the house to get the clip
               Dsus2
With my mack 10, on the side of my hip

VERSE 3
 A                              Amaj7
I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon
        D                              B
And just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
 A                                      Amaj7
I jumped in the fro', hit the juice on my ride
 Dsus2
I got front and back. side to side


Bridge
 A                             Amaj7
Then I let the Alpine play
         Bm                           D
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
 A                                           Amaj7
It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
           D                                       Dsus2
Then I played my own shit it went somethin' like this

VERSE 5
 A                                     Amaj7
Crusin' down the street in my six fo'
  D                          B
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's
 A                             Amaj7
I went to the park to get the scoop
D                                            Dsus2
Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some hoop 


VERSE 6
 A                           Amaj7
a car pulls up, who can it be
 D                                      B
It's a fresh elcamino, rollin' kilo-G
 A                                            Amaj7
He rolls down the window and starts to say
 Dsus2
It's all about makin' that G.T.A.
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CHORUS
         A                    Amaj7                       D
Cuz' the boyz in the hood are always hard
 D                                      
Come talkin' that trash, and we'll pull your card
 A                         Amaj7
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
 D                     Dsus2                    A   Dsus2   A
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit

VERSE 7
 A                            Amaj7
Bored as hell, and I wanna' to get ill
 D                                        B
So I go to a place where my home boys chill
 A                                  Amaj7
Fellas out there tryin' to make that dolla'
Dsus2
I pulled up in the six four impalla

VERSE 8
 A                                       Amaj7
I'm greeted with a forty and I start drinkin'
 D                                      B
And from the eight ball my breath starts stinkin'
 A                            Amaj7
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
Dsus2
before I left, I hit the Bacardi

VERSE 9
A                                      Amaj7
Pull to the house, get her outta the pad
 D                                            B
And the bitch said somethin' to make me mad,
 A                                   Amaj7
She said somethin' that, I couldn't believe
Dsus2
So I grabbed the stuiped bitch by her nappy ass weave

VERSE 10
 A                          Amaj7
Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know
 D*
I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho'
 A                                          Amaj7
and her father stood up, and started to shout
 D                                                           Dsus2
So I threw a right cross and knocked his ole' ass out

CHORUS
 A                           Amaj7
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard
 D
Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
 A                        Amaj7                   D
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
 D                     Dsus2                    A   Dsus2   A
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit

OUTRO
(guitar picking)
Punk ass trippin' in the dead of night...
Homey scored a ki, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly