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Boyz In The Hood

Dynamite Hack

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Here are the chords that I use.  They are actually quite simple. The fingerings 
that are in parenthesis () are optional if you want to simplify further.

The barre chords are handy if you want to play the simplified version.  Or, if 
you feel you can do the (Medium) level chords, everything get's played in the 
first position.  To those of you who can handle them, just ignore the (barre) 
chords.

I suggest that everyone play the chords in the first postion, but if you're 
anxious to play for your "homies", use the simple chords.

Cheers,

Larry

                  (easy)  (Easy)                       (medium)(Med) (barre)
    A   A/C#   D   Ebdim   Fdim   F#m   E   Bm7   D/F#   Ebdim  Fdim   A
e|--0----0-----2-----X------X------2----0----2-----2-------2------4----5
B|--2----2-----3----(7)----(9)-----2----0----3-----3-------1------3----5
G|--2----2-----2-----8------10-----2----1----2-----2-------2------4----6
D|--2----2-----0-----7------9------4----2----4-----0-------1------3----7
A|--0----4-----X-----6------8------4----2----2-----X-------X------X----7
E|--X----X-----X-----X------X------2----0----X-----2-------X------X----5

 (barre)
    D     D2
e|--5-----0
B|--7-----3
G|--7-----2
D|--7-----0
A|--5-----X
E|--X-----X

VERSE 1
 A             A/C#
Woke up quick, at about noon
         D(barre)                Ebdim     
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
        A(barre)              Fdim
I gotta get drunk, before the day begins
          F#m           E        D    
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends


VERSE 2
 A                   A/C#            
About to go and damn near went blind
      D(barre)                    Ebdim             
Young niggas on the path throwin' up gang sings
 A(barre)              Fdim                 
I went in the house to get the clip
        F#m     E       D       
With my mack 10, on the side of my hip

VERSE 3
 A                     A/C#
I bailed outside and I pointed my weapon
    D(barre)               Ebdim
And just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
  A(barre)                    Fdim
I jumped in the fro', hit the juice on my ride
      F#m       E        D
I got front and back and side to side


Bridge
 A                    A/C#
Then I let the Alpine play
      D(barre)             Ebdim
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
       A(barre)               Fdim
It was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
       F#m           E            D 
Then I played my own shit it went somethin' like this

VERSE 5
 A                        F#m             
Crusin' down the street in my six fo'
 Bm7                E
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's
       A               F#m              
I went to the park to get the scoop
       Bm7                   E 
Knuckleheads out there, cold shootin' some hoops 


VERSE 6
 A                  A/C#
a car pulls up, who can it be
       D                       Ebdim
It's a fresh El Camino, rollin' kilo-G
 A(barre)                    Fdim
He rolls down the window and starts to say
     F#m       E           D
It's all about makin' that G.T.A.

CHORUS
         A           F#m             Bm7
Cuz' the boyz in the hood are always hard
                  E                                                                   
Come talkin' that trash, and we'll pull your card
 A                 F#m               Bm7
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
               E                 A   D   A  F#m E
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit

VERSE 7
 A                   A/C#
Bored as hell, and I wanna' to get ill
     D(barre)               Ebdim
So I go to a place where my home boys chill
 A(barre)                  Fdim      
Fellas out there tryin' to make that dolla'
  F#m       E      D   
I pulled up in the six four impalla

VERSE 8
    A                        A/C#                    
I'm greeted with a forty and I start drinkin'
    D(barre)               Ebdim
And from the eight ball my breath starts stinkin'
  A(barre)             Fdim
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
  F#m    E       D
before I left, I hit the Bacardi

VERSE 9
A                          A/C#
Pull to the house, get her outta the pad
     D(barre)                Ebdim
Dumb bitch said somethin' to make me mad,
    A(barre)               Fdim
She said somethin' that, I couldn't believe
     F#m                E            D
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave

VERSE 10
 A                    A/C#
Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know
          D* (mute and play nothing here)
I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the ho'
        A(barre)             Fdim
and her father stood up, and started to shout
     F#m           E                     D
So I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out

CHORUS
         A           F#m             Bm7
Cuz' the boyz in the hood are always hard
                  E                                                                   
Come talkin' that trash, and we'll pull your card
 A                 F#m               Bm7
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
               E                 A   D   A  F#m E
Don't quote me boy I ain't said shit

OUTRO
Use the same chords as the verses, but do some fancy finger picking...
A                     A/C#     D        Ebdim
Punk ass trippin' but it's all ri-------ght;
A              Fdim           F#m  E        D2
Homie scored a ki, he's gonna fly, punk ass fly...

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Boyz In The Hood

Dynamite Hack