It`s Friday night on the streets of L.A. I`m goin out, been hangin round the house all day So i take me a shower, dress like a big daddy Stop at the Arco, put some gas in my caddy Armor on my wheels, shine up my daytons Check my 12-gauge, I see jackers just waitin Got in my car, rolled up the tinted glass Looked for my Zapp tape to pop in my dash Can`t find it, forget it, went under my seat Found my old fired tape of the song "Knee Deep" So I popped it in, then I pumped it up Love hearin funk because disco sucks Body got chills when the basses started poundin I took off because I`m goin to town, and Won`t be back till mornin, don`t have to go to school (Better get ready) I`m finna act a fool
[şiir 2 ] Now I`m on the move, got a grand in my pocket Reached for my phone, plugged it in the socket Heard the dial tone, so I dialed up Aladdin He answered the phone and said "What`s up?" I said "What`s happenin" He said, "Where you been? I been tryin to get in touch The party`s in Watts," I said, "I don`t give a fuck" "If you wanna go, just wear neutral colors If anybody asks you, just tell em you`re my brother" Stopped at the store to buy me a Cisco A 40 ounce and some crackers by Nabisco [Amount] and I pulled out a 10 And said, "Fuck it, Supersacco and gin I`m finna act a fool"
[ şiir 3 ] Now I`m drivin down Compton on my way to get Aladdin Feelin like a pimp till my tape started draggin It`s a old tape anyway, it ain`t no thing Pulled it out and slapped in Dana Dane Got to Aladdin`s house and I honked my horn He said, "When we comin back?" I said, "6 n tha morn" So he got in the car, lookin half-dead So I gave him my Cisco and took the 40 to the head Now I`m feelin tipsy, and I`m headed for Watts But wait, what do I see sittin at the bus stop? Sexy Susanna, had a butt that kills Pretty long hair, but they say it`s not real Aladdin yelled (these fake or real?) she threw a rock in my glass So I got out my car and drop-kicked her ass I checked out my window, everything was cool She was lucky I was nice and I didn`t act a fool
[ şiir 4 ] We finally arrived at the party, drunk as a jerk Got out my car, pressed the kit so the alarm, would chirp After that we made our way, I tried not to fall Couldn`t walk a straight line if they let me crawl Got to the door, and what spots my eye? My homeboy Mr. Prince, and he`s smokin some Thai So I stumbled his way and said, "Hey, pass the jay" I took a hit for my mouth spray This girl asked me to dance, but I told the hoe no Cause she was on my tip cause of my big gold rope But it seems she got offended - that`s splendid Before she starts somethin, I just slap her and end it Cause I feel like a gangster, and I just don`t care About a girl with fake drag, fake eyes, fake hair Fake clothes, fake nails and all that fake jewelry All she wanna do is tell her friends that she screwed me I get nutty, act a fool when IIwant to Run up when I`m drunk and I just might pump you Take your car, your wife, keep talkin, your life Beat you down and have you smokin the pipe (You know why?) cause I`m cool
(Well, kill me! Shoot me, muthafucka!) (I gotcha)
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