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[eiht]

(dont fuck around...)

Geah

In the mutherfuckin house

To the 9 to the 6

Compton in this bitch, uh

And we in this muthafucka lookin too greedy

This goin out to all the hub city players baby

Check it out



Gang way cause Im nuthin but a killer

A nigga that kill, thats real

Eiht gon steal to your

Mutherfuckin jaw

Fuck the southpaw

We go knuckle to knuckle, ima watch your ass buckle (geah)

It seems that you talk much trash but ima be like rockets

Hard to dump on that ass (pop pop pop)

Niggas lookin faulty, you done fucked yourself this time

With the notorious 1-59

You goin be feelin kinda nervous when we pass you

Your ride full of holes when we blast you

Got no muthafuckin stripes at all

Go toe to toe with the m.a. and they gon fall sucker

Better duck ah, ima buck ya

Serve you like a clucker, punk muthafucka

You cant hang with the greatest heavy weights

Niggas on the run, lil hawk & bird, da foe and eiht

So fool get your flip on, youre trip on

Better skip on

Before I get my clip on

Geah, bitch, right

And Im just tryin to collect my stripes



(dont fuck around...)

Nigga

Eihthype in the house nigga

Young prod in the house nigga

Westside in the house



[young prod]

A east side ridah

Gots to put it down for the goods

Im slangin

Gd up, throwin up the hood (gangsta)

The homies got problems

Swerve in an all gold trey, dumpin (geah)

Leanin out the window deuce-five, bust

Givin a fuck like ike turner

Corner, one times at the light

In motion

With my big homie on ds (cmon)

Since its all about the hood

Im jumpin out with the heat, peep

Hit that block and stop, Im in traffic

Breakin with the deuce-five strap

Call me a classic

A b.g. bustin caps for stripes

But now its drastic

I wish I had a plastic glock

And now we blastin

Muthafucka brains and thangs

Cause Im a bastard

It aint nuthin but killin

When you dealin with the evil side

Caps get peeled

And its still to the g

Thats how it is

Collectin stripes



[eiht]

(dont fuck around...)

Eihthype big baby, geah...

And aint nuthin but the killers in here

Like I said once again my friend

Niggas in this muthafucka lookin too greedy

Geah, watts up rat big baby

We in the muthafuckin house, geah



Punk mutherfuckers wanna act up

How can you speak when you got no fuckin back up?

I guess we got bitch niggas in the c.p.t.

Tryin to represent but aint worth nine cent

Niggas need to get cut down to size

Puttin permanent marks under they mutherfuckin eyes

To be or not to be killed is the question

When I lay slugs in they muthafuckin chest and

You lookin silly - billy

Dont hit that high note

As I slit your throat

Cant stand it, goddamnit!

Ima ram it

Any time, any place like janet

Ima serve you like flow and mels diner

Then break your fragile-ass like some china

Knick knack paddy wack, give a dog a bone

Scaredy cats need to get that ass on

We rolls heads like bowling balls

Serve your block with the glock like house calls (geah)

So dont be fuckin with the crew when Im buzzed

Geah, right and Im just tryin to collect my stripes



Nigga, uh

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house

Like I said once again my friend

It aint over till the fat bitch spit

And she aint spittin shit

Cause we aint spittin shit but the nina

To the mutherfuckin six, yknow Im sayin?

Fuck all you fake-ass fools out there

Cause we aint nuthin but the true blue gangstas

From the hub city yknow Im sayin?

West side hoo-ride all day

Nigga and we dont play

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house, erb

[eiht]

(dont fuck around...)

Geah

In the mutherfuckin house

To the 9 to the 6

Compton in this bitch, uh

And we in this muthafucka lookin too greedy

This goin out to all the hub city players baby

Check it out



Gang way cause Im nuthin but a killer

A nigga that kill, thats real

Eiht gon steal to your

Mutherfuckin jaw

Fuck the southpaw

We go knuckle to knuckle, ima watch your ass buckle (geah)

It seems that you talk much trash but ima be like rockets

Hard to dump on that ass (pop pop pop)

Niggas lookin faulty, you done fucked yourself this time

With the notorious 1-59

You goin be feelin kinda nervous when we pass you

Your ride full of holes when we blast you

Got no muthafuckin stripes at all

Go toe to toe with the m.a. and they gon fall sucker

Better duck ah, ima buck ya

Serve you like a clucker, punk muthafucka

You cant hang with the greatest heavy weights

Niggas on the run, lil hawk & bird, da foe and eiht

So fool get your flip on, youre trip on

Better skip on

Before I get my clip on

Geah, bitch, right

And Im just tryin to collect my stripes



(dont fuck around...)

Nigga

Eihthype in the house nigga

Young prod in the house nigga

Westside in the house



[young prod]

A east side ridah

Gots to put it down for the goods

Im slangin

Gd up, throwin up the hood (gangsta)

The homies got problems

Swerve in an all gold trey, dumpin (geah)

Leanin out the window deuce-five, bust

Givin a fuck like ike turner

Corner, one times at the light

In motion

With my big homie on ds (cmon)

Since its all about the hood

Im jumpin out with the heat, peep

Hit that block and stop, Im in traffic

Breakin with the deuce-five strap

Call me a classic

A b.g. bustin caps for stripes

But now its drastic

I wish I had a plastic glock

And now we blastin

Muthafucka brains and thangs

Cause Im a bastard

It aint nuthin but killin

When you dealin with the evil side

Caps get peeled

And its still to the g

Thats how it is

Collectin stripes



[eiht]

(dont fuck around...)

Eihthype big baby, geah...

And aint nuthin but the killers in here

Like I said once again my friend

Niggas in this muthafucka lookin too greedy

Geah, watts up rat big baby

We in the muthafuckin house, geah



Punk mutherfuckers wanna act up

How can you speak when you got no fuckin back up?

I guess we got bitch niggas in the c.p.t.

Tryin to represent but aint worth nine cent

Niggas need to get cut down to size

Puttin permanent marks under they mutherfuckin eyes

To be or not to be killed is the question

When I lay slugs in they muthafuckin chest and

You lookin silly - billy

Dont hit that high note

As I slit your throat

Cant stand it, goddamnit!

Ima ram it

Any time, any place like janet

Ima serve you like flow and mels diner

Then break your fragile-ass like some china

Knick knack paddy wack, give a dog a bone

Scaredy cats need to get that ass on

We rolls heads like bowling balls

Serve your block with the glock like house calls (geah)

So dont be fuckin with the crew when Im buzzed

Geah, right and Im just tryin to collect my stripes



Nigga, uh

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house

Like I said once again my friend

It aint over till the fat bitch spit

And she aint spittin shit

Cause we aint spittin shit but the nina

To the mutherfuckin six, yknow Im sayin?

Fuck all you fake-ass fools out there

Cause we aint nuthin but the true blue gangstas

From the hub city yknow Im sayin?

West side hoo-ride all day

Nigga and we dont play

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house, erb

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