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2 live crew – hangin’ out (boyz n’ the hood) lyrics


(“it’s not the way to do it!”)
(“shut up b-tch!”)
(“yeahhhhh boyyyyy!”)
(“you are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge.”)
(“this is serious business.”)
(“come by boy!”)

verse 1: fresh kid ice
hangin’ on the corner, lookin’ real sporty
coolin’ with the fellas while downin’ a 40
nothing to do, just k!llin’ time
sittin’ on my ride with my hand on my 9
gettin’ a buzz, feelin’ kinda nice
homie dropped a 20, so we shot some dice
we played for a while, ’till my luck was out
so the b-tches walked by and my d-ck popped out
rankin’ on the b-tches hanging in the street
it’s feedin’ time, so hoe, come eat
nibble on this d-ck, make me just say please
you know how it’s done, like a rat does cheese
the hoe started buggin’, jumped in my face
since the boys were stressin’, i had to punch her in the face
grabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouth
don’t f-ck with the kid while i’m hangin’ out!

(interval: marquis talking. most of his words are indistinct.)

verse 2: brother marquis
me and my n-gga, rollin’ hard
hangin’ out, the whole nine yards
i’m smokin’ a fat one, takin’ a 40 to the head
watch out, fool, get shot dead
and b-tches clownin’, cryin’ and all that
but yet, still, i keep my gat
rollin’ real hard in a six-tre (’63)
motherf-ckin’ punk, step out my way
and all you fools in the game, you silly–ss lames
you can’t f-ck with me; i’m wild and not tame
like a savage beast, i’m out on the street
so, motherf-cker, what’s up with that? you wanted beef?
punk, you got a problem? i’ll solve ’em!
i pulled his gat; his life cost him
so don’t f-ck with me while i’m around in the back
i’m always strapped when i’m hangin’ out!