[Kurupt]
I`m more than intelligent, I`m more like irrelevant
I ain`t nothin` that you see
It`s just you and me and the street
It`s just him and her and the heat
I don`t need to watch the clock
I`m a ox, I`m Hussein, pure butane
I`m theory, I`m clearly scientific
It`s just another cool night in Los Angeles
Might as well go by the hood and just ride
I don`t know how it is on yo` side (yo` side)
I used to get high, ride, when we drive by
Ridin` high as a high rise
Clip my syndrome, nickels pierce the sky
Fly and territorial, all hood breed, what we need
Look, nothin` but G`s and a stolen Caprice
Just a little bit of hood in your life
Just a little bit of smoke`ll get it right
[Chorus: Kurupt] - X 2
Just a little bit of hood in your life (ride by)
Just a little bit of smoke`ll get it right (let`s ride)
Let me show you what we doin` back home (back home)
From the `4s to the Phantoms to the Broughams (let`s ride)
[Roscoe]
Young, semi-somatic, with matic fullies
I`m a asshole bully, my afro wooly
Young, black, and strapped
Cause when them guns clack and clap
Weenie niggaz jump up and run track
Run up on a young mack, with a pistol in your back
I`ll put you on your back, buried up under the map
My brain in flames, burnin` up under my cap
My gang insane, burners up in all of our `Llacs
Slap the clip in - snap, click, tap the trigger
And `pap-pap` a nigga, clap his click and smash and dip
We mix the weed with embalming fluid and hash
But before you pass it, ash the tip you ashy bastard
I`m a classy classic hood monster
Jurassic with gats made by NASA
Yeah, it`s Y.A., Young Assassins, we young and mashin`
Quick to run up and dump and blast on they punkasses
[Chorus: Kurupt] - X 2
Just a little bit of hood in your life (ride by)
Just a little bit of smoke`ll get it right (let`s ride)
Let me show you what we doin` back home (back home)
From the `4s to the Phantom`s to the Brougham`s (let`s ride)
