Act a Fool

It's Friday night on the streets of LA

I'm going out, been hanging 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 all my wheels, shine up my Daytons

Check my 12-gauge, I see jackers just waiting

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 fire tape of the song Knee Deep

So I popped it in, then I pumped it up

Love hearing funk because disco sucks

Body got chills when the bass started poundin'

I took off because I'm going to town and won't be back till morning

Don't have to go to school

Better get ready

I'm finna act a fool

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 dialed up Aladdin

He answered the phone and said, "What's up?"

I said, "What's happenin'?"

He said, "Where you been, I've been tryna get in touch

The party is in Watts"

I said, "I don't give a fuck"

If you wanna roll, just wear neutral colors

If anybody asks you just tell you're my brother

Stopped at the store to buy me a Cisco

A forty ounce and some crackers by Nabisco

A pack of Dentyne, then I pull out a ten

And said, fuck it, Super Socco and gin

I'm finna act a fool

Now I'm drivin' down Compton on my way to get Aladdin

Feelin' like a pimp till my tape started draggin'

It's an 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, "Six in the morning"

So we got in the car, lookin' half-dead

So I gave him my Cisco and took the .40 to the head

Now I'm feeling 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, "You fake tramp"

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

We finally arrived at the party, drunk as a jerk

Got out my car, pressed the clip so the alarm would chirp

After that, we made our way, I tried 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 his way and said, "Hey, pass the J"

I took a hit (I took a hit) then I reached for my mouth spray

This girl asked me to dance, but I told the ho nope

'Cause she was on my tip 'cause of my big gold rope

But it seems she got offended

That's splendid

Before she starts something, I'll 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 I want 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) Beat you down and have you smokin' the pipe

You know why? You know why?

'Cause I'm cool