[EIHT]

(don't 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 I'm nuthin but a killer

A nigga that kill, that's real

Eiht gon' steal to your 

Mutherfuckin jaw

Fuck the southpaw

We go knuckle to knuckle, I'ma watch your ass buckle (geah)

It seems that you talk much trash but I'ma 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, I'ma buck ya

Serve you like a clucker, punk muthafucka

You can't hang with the greatest heavy weights

Niggas On The Run, Lil Hawk & Bird, Da Foe and Eiht

So fool get your flip on, you're trip on

Better skip on

Before I get my clip on

Geah, bitch, right

And I'm just tryin' to collect my stripes



(don't 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

I'm slangin'

G'd 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 D's (c'mon)

Since it's all about the hood

I'm jumpin out with the heat, peep

Hit that block and stop, I'm in traffic

Breakin with the deuce-five strap

Call me a classic

A B.G. bustin caps for stripes

But now it's drastic

I wish I had a plastic glock

And now we blastin

Muthafucka brains and thangs

Cause I'm a bastard

It ain't nuthin but killin

When you dealin with the evil side

Caps get peeled

And it's still to the G

That's how it is

Collectin' stripes



[EIHT]

(don't fuck around...)

Eihthype big baby, geah...

And ain't 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 ain't 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

Don't hit that high note 

As I slit your throat

Can't stand it, goddamnit!

I'ma ram it

Any time, any place like Janet

I'ma serve you like Flow and Mel's 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 don't be fuckin with the crew when I'm buzzed

Geah, right and I'm just tryin to collect my stripes



Nigga, uh

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house

Like I said once again my friend

It ain't over till the fat bitch spit

And she ain't spittin shit

Cause we ain't spittin' shit but the nina 

To the mutherfuckin six, y'know I'm sayin?

Fuck all you fake-ass fools out there

Cause we ain't nuthin but the True Blue gangstas

From the Hub city y'know I'm sayin?

West Side hoo-ride all day

Nigga and we don't play

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house, erb