Act a Fool

[ verse 1 ]

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

[ verse 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"

[ verse 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

[ verse 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)

(oh goddamn)