A F#m7/C#
Woke up quick, at about noon
Bm7/D E7/B
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
A A6/F
I gotta get drunk, ?fore the day begins
A6/F# A6/E D2
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
[Verse 2]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
About to go and damn near went blind,
Young niggas on the path throwin' up gang sings
I went in the house to get the clip
With my mack 10, on the side of my hip
[Verse 3]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon
And just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
I jumped in the fro', hit the juice on my ride
I got front and back. side to side
[Verse 4]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
Then I let the Alpine play
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit it went somethin' like this
[Verse 5]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
(use chorus chords for this verse only)
Crusin' down the street in my six fo'
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's
I went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some hoop
[Verse 6]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
a car pulls up, who can it be
It's a fresh elcamino, rollin' kilo-G
He rolls down the window and starts to say
It's all about makin' that G T A
[Chorus]
A F#m7/C# Bm7/D
Cuz' the boyz in the ?hood are always hard
E7/B A
Come talkin' that trash, and we'll pull your card
F#m7/C# Bm7/D
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
E7/B A (D/F#, A, E7)
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit
[Verse 7]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
Bored as hell, and I wanna' to get ill
So I go to a place where my home boys chill
Fellas out there tryin' to make that dolla'
I pulled up in the six four impalla
[Verse 8]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
I'm greeted with a forty and I start drinkin'
And from the eight ball my breath starts stinkin'
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
before I left, I hit the Bacardi
[Verse 9]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
Pull to the house, get her outta the pad
And the bitch said somethin' to make mad,
She said somethin' that, I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
[Verse 10]
(repeat verse 1 chords)
Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know
I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho'
and her father stood up, and started to shout
So I threw a right cross and knocked his ole' ass out
[Chorus]
Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard
Come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit
[Instrumental]
Punk ass trippin' in the dead of night...
Homey scored a ki, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly
E|--------------------------------------------|
CHORDS FOR RHYTHM SECTION (not the "intro riff")
A F#m7/C# Bm7/D E7/B A6/F A6/F# A6/E D2 E7
E|--x--2--------2------0-----2-----2------2-----0---0--|
B|--2--2--------3------3-----2-----2------2-----3---0--|
G|--2--2--------2------1-----2-----2------2-----2---1--|
D|--2--2--------4------0-----3-----4------2-----0---0--|
A|--0--4--------5------2-----x-----x------x-----x---2--|
E|--x--x--------x------x-----x-----x------x-----x---0--|
CHORD PA YING TIPS:
When transitioning from the A to the F#m7/C#, don't just add your
ring finger onto the A, instead, bar all the strings. Then when you
have to play the Bm7/D, your first finger is already barred and does
not have to move.
