Geah (check it out)

In the muthafuckin' house (geah)

For the paper

Mr Tony back in the house regulate y'know I'm sayin'

Half Ounce hoodlums in the house

Geah



Deadly decisions is what I'm bringin'

Be's the problem solver when my revolver starts singin'

A thin line between life and death you're stuck

When my mind turns corrupt so I'm mentally fucked

I be bringin' the pain 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

No aftermath

Instead the bloodbath keep steerin' the B.G.'s on the West path

Chest blast

Buckshots touch yo' whole side

N 2 deep no sleep when we ride claim that West gang

Always the side of ridahs

Gang of arms out the windows is if we responds

Homicides: points chalked up for the victory

Y'all know it's Compton 4 life, ain't no killin' me



Chorus: (x2)



For years we've been accustomed to serves the fiends

On the streets keeps the works stuffed away in jeans

Bitches and niggas do damnest things

Buck buck for the paper by any meanz... 



I needs cheese no bullshit you better know it

If it's a contest to be the greediest I'ma show it

It's all for the scrilla

Divine, Cristal, no wine, top biller

Seven digits is the destiny

Don't let the feds, the clock-heads get the best of me

You know who got it, heavyweight

No sacks premium shit

Bitches beg Mr. Tony: you just don't quit!

Cash flows to make fat flips since '86

Where the cash connects Western Union through mix

Hoes got the pick up straight back and no stoppin'

And watch out for the bird

Cause they just might got the word

Who runs to West Side got the bitches on deck

Check it, for 20's and 50's they gettin' naked

Y'all knows the deal it's complication nines I tote 

On a mission, premonition, money flips to coke



Chorus...



One Time got me on a foot pursuit

Yell freeze in the air as they start to shoot (get up!)

Money that I loot thus begins the chase

Plea's no contest when I'm slapped with a case

Judge put my bail at a mill

Free as a bird, lawyer tryin' to fight appeal

Still got the co - nnections which direction

Fly birds straight through your intersection

Reflections of the way life used to be

Where me amigos gave lots of love on the kilos

Servin' the G way

Five hun' floats on the freeway

In the D-game got a street name blowin' the chronic

Too difficult to get with the West ebonics

No gin and tonic, situations ironic

Bullets spittin' too fast like my fingers bionic



Chorus...