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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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