Smugglerz-N-The-Hood
PostedMon Sep 13, 2004 6:22 am
Smugglerz-N-The-Hood - by Isleh
Remake of Eazy-E's 'Boyz in the Hood' ( Thanks to Tych from the SWG smuggler's forum for setting me straight ).
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Coronet soon
I gotta get kits before the day begins
Before my guild starts bitchin' for slices again
Shuttling out and damn near went blind
Overts on the pad throwin' up gang signs
I went in the base to get the clip
With my krate geo on the side of my hip
I bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
I jumped on the swoop hit the juice on my ride
I got DOT front-and-back side-to-side
Then I let the nargalon play
I was pumpin' old shit by the AFKs
It was "StarWarz StarWarz" at the bottom of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this:
Cruisin' down the street with my Master tag
Flooded with tells, fightin' the lag
I went to the vendor to get a new swoop
Knuckle-heads out there sellin' crap loots
A speeder pulls up, who can it be?
The fresh av21 pushin Muon G
He rolls in the cantina and he starts to say
It's all about makin' sensitivity
Cuz smugglerz in the hood are alwayz hard core
You come talkin' that trash and you'll be ignored
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me nOOb, cuz I ain't said shit ...
Bored as hell and I'm outta clamps
So I go to a place where my homeboyz camp
The fellas out there try to grind that force tree
And I'm asked for slicing for free
greeted with a buff and I start drinkin'
Lack of pistol mods and my defenses are stinkin'
I gotta get our doc to rez my body
ATK and I hit the bacardi
Pulled up a mob to get them out of their pad
And a nOObie said something to make me mad
He said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I Feigned Death by the bitch as he started to leave
He started talkin' shit, would'nt you know?
I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe'
And his homey came up and he started to shout
So I spammed last ditch and knocked his punk ass out
Cuz smugglerz in the hood are alwayz hard core
You come talkin' that trash and you'll be ignored
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me nOOb, cuz I ain't said shit ...
Punk ass trippin in the dead of night
homies score a revamp and is gonna fly, punk ass fly
Remake of Eazy-E's 'Boyz in the Hood' ( Thanks to Tych from the SWG smuggler's forum for setting me straight ).
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Coronet soon
I gotta get kits before the day begins
Before my guild starts bitchin' for slices again
Shuttling out and damn near went blind
Overts on the pad throwin' up gang signs
I went in the base to get the clip
With my krate geo on the side of my hip
I bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
I jumped on the swoop hit the juice on my ride
I got DOT front-and-back side-to-side
Then I let the nargalon play
I was pumpin' old shit by the AFKs
It was "StarWarz StarWarz" at the bottom of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this:
Cruisin' down the street with my Master tag
Flooded with tells, fightin' the lag
I went to the vendor to get a new swoop
Knuckle-heads out there sellin' crap loots
A speeder pulls up, who can it be?
The fresh av21 pushin Muon G
He rolls in the cantina and he starts to say
It's all about makin' sensitivity
Cuz smugglerz in the hood are alwayz hard core
You come talkin' that trash and you'll be ignored
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me nOOb, cuz I ain't said shit ...
Bored as hell and I'm outta clamps
So I go to a place where my homeboyz camp
The fellas out there try to grind that force tree
And I'm asked for slicing for free
greeted with a buff and I start drinkin'
Lack of pistol mods and my defenses are stinkin'
I gotta get our doc to rez my body
ATK and I hit the bacardi
Pulled up a mob to get them out of their pad
And a nOObie said something to make me mad
He said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I Feigned Death by the bitch as he started to leave
He started talkin' shit, would'nt you know?
I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe'
And his homey came up and he started to shout
So I spammed last ditch and knocked his punk ass out
Cuz smugglerz in the hood are alwayz hard core
You come talkin' that trash and you'll be ignored
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me nOOb, cuz I ain't said shit ...
Punk ass trippin in the dead of night
homies score a revamp and is gonna fly, punk ass fly