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Monday, July 19, 2004

heres a average day in the life of chris.

Boys In The Hood

by Dynamite Hack

Woke up quick at about noon 
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon 
I gotta get drunk before the day begins 
Before my mother starts b****in' about my friends 
About to go and d**n near went blind 
Young n***az on the pad throwin' up gang signs 
I went in the house to get the clip 
With my Mac10 on the side of my hip 
I bailed outside and pointed my weapon 
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin 
I jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride 
I got front and back side to side 
Then I let the alpine play 
I was pumpin' new s*** by NWA 
It was "Gangster Gangster" at the top of the list 
Then I played my own s***, it went somethin' like this: 

Cruisin' down the street in my 6-fo' 
Jockin' the b*****es, slappin' the hoe's 
I went to the park to get the scoop 
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop 
A car pulls up, who can it be? 
The fresh El Camino rollin Kilo G 
He rolls down the window and he starts to say 
It's all about makin' that G.T.A. 

Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard 
You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card 
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit 
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said s*** ... 

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill 
So I go to a place where my homeboyz chill 
The fellas out there try to make that dollar 
I pulled up in the 6-fo' Impala 
greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin' 
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin' 
I gotta get my girl to rock that body 
Before I left I hit the bacardi 
Pulled to the house get her out of the pad 
And the b**** said something to make me mad 
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe 
So I grabbed the stupid b**** by her nappy ass weave 
She started talkin' s***, would'nt you know? 
I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe' 
And her father stood up and he started to shout 
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old a** out 

Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard 
You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card 
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit' 
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said s*** ... 

Punk a** trippin in the dead of night 
homies score and key is gonna fly, punk ** fly
 
HAHA JK.......
i just sit around all day.
CC


Tuesday, July 13, 2004

hey guys...............

dude my new sites cool huh. well its not new but i changed it some. i like it better now though.

hmmm nothing to talk about but i'll be back later.

CC



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