Chords for NWA - Boys In the Hood

[F] [N] Woke up quick at about noon, just thought that I [F] had to be in Compton soon.
I gotta get drunk before the day begins, before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends.
About to go and damn near went blind, young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs.
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip with the MAC-10 on the side of my hip.
[Fm] [C] Bailed outside and pointed my weapon just as I thought the fools kept steppin'.
Jumped in the four, hit the juice on my [N] ride.
I got front and back and side to [G] side.
Then I let the Alpine play.
Bumpin' new shit, buyin' WA.
[C] It was gangsta, gangsta at the top of the list.
Then I played my old shit, it went something like this.
Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4.
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoes.
Went to the park to get the scoop.
[Db] Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some [G] hoops.
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin' [C] kilo G.
He rolled down the school and he started to say,
It's all about makin' that GTA.
[A] Cause the boys in the hood are always hard.
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your car.
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit.
Don't [Abm] quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] Motherfucker say,
Donald [C] B's in the police to give me the pace.
He say my man J [Cm].B.'s his own free bae.
[G] The boy J.B. was a friend of [Eb] mine,
till I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a [G] Alpine.
Chasin' up the streets to call a truce.
The silly motherfucker pulls out a deuce [F]-deuce.
Little did he know I had a lower carb [Fm] gauge.
[E] One sucker dead, L.A. Times front [A] page.
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard.
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your car.
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit.
Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit.
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[F] Hoard as hell and I wanna get ill.
So I went to a spot where my homeboys chill.
The fellas out there makin' that dollar.
I pulled up in my six-fo' and [G] collar.
They free me with a 40 and I start drinkin'.
And [C] from the eight ball my breath start [F] stinkin'.
Left to get my girl to rock that body.
Before I left I hit the book [Fm] party.
[Em] Went to her house to get her [Bb] out of the pack.
Dumb hoe said somethin' that made me [Fm] mad.
She said somethin' that I couldn't [Eb] believe.
So I grabbed a stupid bitch by her nappy ass.
[G] Started talkin' shit.
Wouldn't you [F] know, reached back like a punk.
Slapped the hoe.
Her father jumped up and he started to shout.
So I threw a right cross and knocked his [D] old ass out.
Cause the boys in the [A] hood are always hard.
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your car.
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit.
Don't quote me, [C] boy, cause I ain't said [G] shit.
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[Fm] I'm rollin' [C] home now under control.
And wrapped the six [Eb]-fo' around a telephone [F] pole.
I looked at my car and I said,
Oh brother, I throw it in the [Eb] gutter and go buy [F] another.
Walkin' home and I see the G ride.
Now Cat is [G] drivin' Kilo on the [F] side.
As they busted a U, they got pulled over.
A [Eb] undercover cop in a dark green [F] Rover.
Cat got [N] beat for resistin' arrest.
He socked a pig in the head for rippin' his [F] cap.
Now G is caught for doin' the crime.
Put the fence on the boy, he'll do some [A] time.
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard.
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your car.
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit.
Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said [G] shit. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Fm] I went to get [Em] them out, but there was no bail.
The [C] felons caused a riot in the county [Eb] jail.
[F] Two days later in municipal court,
Kilo G on [Eb] trial called cut off.
[C] Destruction of the court, said the [F] judge.
On the sixth year sentence, my mind didn't buzz.
Bail came over to turn him [Eb] in.
Kilo [F] G looked up and gave a [Eb] grin.
Yelled out [Gb] fire.
Then came [Fm] Suzie.
The bitch came in with a submachine [F] unit.
Police shot the bitch, but didn't hurt her.
Bird fucker stayed for [A] attempted murder.
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard.
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your car.
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit.
Don't quote me, [G] boy, cause I ain't said shit.
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