(don't around...) In the house To the 9 to the 6 Compton in bitch, uh And we in this muthafucka too greedy goin' out to all the hub city players baby it out
Gang way cause I'm but a killer A nigga that kill, real Eiht gon' steal to jaw Fuck the We go knuckle to knuckle, watch your ass buckle (geah) It that you talk much trash but i'ma be like rockets Hard to dump on ass (pop pop pop) Niggas lookin' faulty, you fucked yourself this time With the notorious You goin be feelin kinda when we pass you ride full of holes when we blast you Got no muthafuckin at all Go toe to toe with the m.a. and they gon' sucker Better duck ah, buck ya Serve you like a clucker, punk You can't with the greatest heavy weights Niggas on the run, lil hawk & bird, da foe and So get your flip on, you're trip on skip on Before I get my on Geah, bitch, And I'm tryin' to collect my stripes
(don't around...) Eihthype in the house Young prod in the house in the house
[young A side ridah Gots to put it for the goods I'm G'd up, up the hood (gangsta) The homies got Swerve in an all gold trey, (geah) out the window deuce-five, bust Givin a fuck ike turner Corner, one times at the In my big homie on d's (c'mon) Since all about the hood I'm out with the heat, peep Hit that block and stop, I'm in with the deuce-five strap Call me a A b.g. bustin caps for But now it's I I had a plastic glock And now we Muthafucka and thangs Cause I'm a It nuthin but killin you dealin with the evil side Caps get And it's to the g how it is Collectin'
(don't around...) big baby, geah... And nuthin but the killers in here Like I said once my friend Niggas in this muthafucka too greedy Geah, watts up rat big We in the house, geah
Punk wanna act up How can you when you got no fuckin back up? I we got bitch niggas in the c.p.t. Tryin to represent but ain't worth cent Niggas need to get cut down to Puttin permanent marks under mutherfuckin eyes To be or not to be killed is the When I lay slugs in they chest and You silly - billy Don't hit high note As I slit your stand it, goddamnit! ram it Any time, any like janet I'ma serve you like flow and diner break your fragile-ass like some china Knick knack wack, give a dog a bone Scaredy need to get that ass on We heads like bowling balls Serve your block with the like house calls (geah) So be fuckin with the crew when I'm buzzed Geah, and I'm just tryin to collect my stripes
Nigga, uh in the muthafuckin house Like I said once again my It ain't over till the fat spit And she ain't shit Cause we spittin' shit but the nina To the mutherfuckin six, I'm sayin? all you fake-ass fools out there Cause we ain't nuthin but the true blue From the hub city I'm sayin? West hoo-ride all day and we don't play Eihthype in the house, erb