Take 2 With Me (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

bitch Motherfuckin 5-0 at my front door Uhh , talkin about they got a gang of witnesses Wanna commit and search my premises Sellin dat candy is just the way to survive And dealin them straps they won't take

Hard Times (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

And this how we gon' do this for all the Compton homies Niggas back the fuck up and let me get down Another O.G. from the Compton town Uh, so put yo' gun down, run up fool And as you procede to run get

Def Wish III (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

You got it started so let me finish Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace nigga It's time to pull your fucking card Bookworm let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard Huh you tried

Compton Cyco (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

backdafuckup of da compton thug When i'm chrome off da muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga 1 mo muthafuckin' hit lips get split, fake this shit Never gave a fuck about a hoodrat bitch clownin' in da trey with

Def Wish III (Intro) (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

You got it started so let me finish Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace nigga It's time to pull your fucking card Bookworm let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard Huh you tried

We Come Strapped (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

And can't nobody can compare So niggas beware cause Eihthype's runnin' this bitch Geah Run muthafuckas run I got the muthafuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on your mark-ass We shoot first then take names

Compton Bomb (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Geah In the house for the 94 shot Eihthype in the house, uh Half Ounce in the house Compton bomb, Compton bomb Geah West side nigga You know what's happenin' Get ready for the funky ass shit

Can I Still Kill It (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Bitch I'm only out to fuck, get your lips ready to suck As I go up in you like a mack truck What's love got to do with this?

Goin' Out Like Geez (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

We in the muthafuckin house for the 94 Eihthype in the muthafuckin house Geah MC Eiht and DJ Slip in the muthafuckin house Uh, Compton in the house, nigga Compton in the house, fool Compton in the house

Niggaz That Kill (Endolude) (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Geah We in the muthafuckin' house Eihthype in the muthafuckin' house, nigga Half Ounce We in the muthafuckin' house, uh Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin' house Lil' Hawk

Niggaz Make The Hood Go Round (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

It all starts in them muthafuckin streets with the shooting up, bang bang From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc'd out Compton gangs From they mommas to they daddies to they grands Passed generations

All Around The Hood MC Eiht

Geah Cmw one time, c'mon Half ounce Millenium money Geah (eiht) Who wanna ride with me and make some money-money?

My Life MC Eiht

[ INTRO ] Gyeah We're on this smooth shit Takin you back to the old school (westside) Gyeah Hoo-Bangin in the house And right about now We got the real CPT G's up in here Mc Eiht , Boom Bam , CMW representin

Nuthin' But The Gangsta (Feat. Spice1 and Redman) MC Eiht

Geyeah we in the motherfuckin house Eiht Hype in the motherfuckin house geyeah 1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house My Niggaz on the Run in the motherfuckin house Lil Hawk and Burn in the motherfuckin house

Thicker Than Water MC Eiht

[Intro] Gyeah Westside Somebody told me They want some of that thug shit up in here Westside So I'ma take ya back down memory lane And give ya some of that wicked shit And I'ma do this right here For

Caution MC Eiht

Gyeah Gyeah We can take it to the streets with the crips and the bloods These real cpt g's please show no love Compton Compton In this bitch Somebody told me Mc eiht is back with that thug shit Compton

Anything U Want MC Eiht

taps me on the shoulder, Tony have you seen her? Let my Gators through the snappin' Crystal sippin', drops along, geah baby what's happenin?

Iii Tha Hood Way MC Eiht

I just ate, it's a quarter to 8 I'm in section 8 with mc eiht and a 38 (yeah) And I'm ready to ride for this shit Muthafucka done invested his life in this shit And we ain't losin' rather take a penitentiary

Tha Hood Still Got Me Under MC Eiht

thugs [ verse 1 ] I tell you it's hell up in compton, know what I mean Niggas'll keep you dumpin plottin for cream On a late night tip straight chasin your dream Just a young knucklehead tryin to run with

Me & My Bitch MC Eiht

Yo let, let, let me ask you a question yo Yo would you kill for me? Hmmm... yeah What took you so long to answer motherfucker? I don't know The fuck wrong with you bitch?

Fuc Em All MC Eiht

(feat.

Lunatic MC Eiht

mind playin' tricks Tryin' to make it hot while rubbin' two sticks Anybody killa, several conflicts Dead on arrival, the message is survival Only the strong get it on I do my creepin' nightly, nigga, with

From Yo Hood 2 My Hood MC Eiht

there All the thug niggas on the block regulatin' This goes out for y'all (West Side) Gangstas will rule the world in the Y2K Check it out Can y'all see where I'm comin from Hoods and blocks and G's with

Compton 4 Death MC Eiht

And how's the fuck we gon' doin' in this one Y'all don't hear me up in here Geah Half ounce one time, stick'em Represent Eight years ago a friend of mine Asked me to say some gangsta rhymes So i said this

Collect My Stripez (Feat. Young Prod.) MC Eiht

[EIHT] (don't fuck around...)

Hubtouchablez MC Eiht

Hey C.M.W in the house (rock on) Hubtouchablez in the house (rock on) Geah (hey) Half Ounce in the house, hey (Geah, c'mon, geah) I dips around, sips around 2 o'clock The hammer's backjacked, cocked on

Endoness MC Eiht

house Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh Ain't nuthin' but the Eihthype thugs nigga Geah (stick 'em) Compton in this bitch Check it out, geah I'm giving you that funky funky ass shit That you gots to fuck with

Kind Of Pimpish MC Eiht

Come on y'all, hey And this how we gon' do it How you likin' me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho's get down like you live you know the business How you likin' me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho's get down like

Strawberriez-N-Cream MC Eiht

Pops out the dream (chin-chin) Cause it seems the corner just ain't workin In the cut, down the alley, see the one times lurkin' Everybody packs a sack skrill's not to large I hooks up a sweet deal with

Automatic MC Eiht

in the house We gon set it off like this (Verse 1) y'all niggas want to toss on me Throw sum Get ready for the hot one here it come y'all scream like bitches scheme my riches Too suspicious my Glock rocks

Flatline MC Eiht

Geah Thug shit, check this out Compton, geah I don't think they heard me on this one I said: compton, nigga!

Hold Up MC Eiht

Eiht: We sending this one out right here To all the young thug and young hustlers out there You know I'm sayin', grown up with their moms strugglin' In the hood yo' I'm sayin', ya know how it is Trying

Run 4 Your Life MC Eiht

Foe in the house New Style in the house Geah Muthafuckas wanna run at the lip Ego trip, I'ma grab the clip Uh, hit the stick from the chronic sack Suicidal (geah), homicidal Kinda vital (right) Maniac with

Murder At Night MC Eiht

your No game, the shit's real So I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking deal (that's right) I'm heated - and I'm greedy as fuck, I need a meal My dog told me watch out for shit and pack steel "and if

Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto MC Eiht

Geah You know how the fuck we do it It's thug shit Y'all wit' me? C'mon, geah Hey...

Comptown 2 Stocktown Infinite Mass

Yeah, Mc Eiht in the house, Infinite Mass in the house. And this is how we represent... check it out!) (MC Eiht) We represent from six thousand miles away.

So Ruff MC Eiht

Geah Hoo-bang, nigga Some of that futuristic shit For that ass Keepin it thuggish, though Check it out ( verse 1 ) The concrete streets bring heat, it's so rough Niggas test everyday, calling your bluff Eiht

Def Wish IV (Tap That Azz) MC Eiht

I know where they be kickin it at Down with a 187?" [EIHT] Eeerrr...

Hood Ratz MC Eiht

know the bitch I need, nuthin but cash and weed Out of town trips, slips my cash with speed Dont get it twisted, no captain But Im cappin and duckin While a hoe hides me out and Im steadily fuckin Doin

Any Meanz MC Eiht

like meth Inject the meth in your vain you're seeing thangs insane Hollow points start to spit Regulate your block no bullshit Bust a u-turn the tyres burn rubber g Retaliation of the robberies after me

Can I Get Mine MC Eiht

Still no time for static Paper to all my crew You know how we do Controls the work force Y'all know what I'm speakin' Broke niggas I gets my clown on, ho's I gets my pound on Silk shirts to leather kicks with

Tha Way We Run It MC Eiht

it, buster you better stall it [Chorus] We got G-boys and ho's on deck One times gafflin' niggas that chin check (check it out) You see a robbery We done it That's just the way we run it [EIHT

Who's Tha Man MC Eiht

blackjack decked in Armani (In a 9-6-5 I'm Clyde, my bitch is Bonnie) Too sweet Better yet too clean, pickin' the paper Takin' you there like the Staples, but they ain't catchin' no vapors You can't see me

Killin Season MC Eiht

We know your residential spot The red dot's on your dome, geah fool, I'm ready to pull this Trigger, nigga, straight bangin to the fullest Original baby gangster on the block 159 reasons to bust you with

Must Be Murder MC Eiht

hard Ready for battle in the streets, you get scarred Must - be murder Hoo-bangin' for life ain't no joke Must be murder Reppin' the west, so watch the gun smoke I know my momma be praying her lord save me

Under Attack MC Eiht

house Chrous: Bring the yellow tape nigga FOSHO Playa hatas infiltrate us niggas HELL NO Fools ready to die Don't be afraid Bring your gun and your sac cuzz we under attack Verse 1: Takes no chances End with

Fuc Your Hood MC Eiht

Geah MC Eiht and Chill up in this bitch The Eihthype thugs up in this bitch, geah Compton in this bitch And we running this shit like last year my friend, geah The Killers, check it out I gives a fuck

Tough Guyz MC Eiht

Check it out, check it out Don't be comin' around my way with that tough guy shit Only West Side allowed and we won't get hit, geah We got the ho's locked down Half Ounce in the house It's like this Mon

Return Fire MC Eiht

plucked Four niggas one bitch, everybody fucking From selling my Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my straps Got a Million reasons so it be's the killin season, moves the crowd As the bullets hit with

Git Money MC Eiht

this is how the gangstas play fucking bitches in the corn hole aww day lex steel can size to this cock cause i gettin the money today watch out 12" lex you gonna get socked and then tossed up by eminem with