Geah
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We in the muthafuckin house
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Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
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C.M.W. back in this muthafucka
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Geah, the Most Wanted muthafuckas in Compton, y'know I'm sayin?
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And can't nobody can compare
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So niggas beware cause Eihthype's runnin' this bitch
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Geah
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Run muthafuckas run
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I got the muthafuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on your mark-ass
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We shoot first then take names later
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No one can fade a crooked ass scheming alligator
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No one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor
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Punk fool nuthin can save you
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You crossed the line boy you slipped
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Nuthin' to lose, shootin at your friend as I'm poppin' in another clip
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You try to scream but it don't do no good
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Too many killin niggas from my hood, fool uh
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Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger
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Too many muthafuckin loc'ed ass young niggas
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We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's
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We slang a game of mutherfuckin Compton gang
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I gots to peel your fuckin cap, nigga
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We come strapped
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One more hit on your hood muthafucka ain't no bullshittin'
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Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin
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And gather up your fuckin kids
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1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids
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I'll cap that ass up in the car
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When your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by N.O.T.R.
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Don't try to hang with the fire power it's a slaughter
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We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour
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You get the short end of the stick
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Rollin with a click and the way we role, muthafucka it's thick
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And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you're stuck
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I like the sound of the 'K when it start to buck
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Ain't no damn playin', ain't no rhyme sayin'
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One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin'
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We gots to peel your fuckin cap, geah
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We come strapped
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Night time hits the fuckin streets
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Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats
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One time try to run a make on my plates
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Routine jack but jack is too fuckin late
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Put the strap up in my lap
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Hopin these muthafuckas don't trip, Slip pass me the extra clip
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I hit the mutherfuckin volume up on the dash
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So no tittle-tattle can hear the muthafuckin blast
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I give him one to the dome
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As the cop start to drop I'm sayin to myself damn it's on
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I guess the blunt made me do it
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Knew the other times would be comin so I grabbed the strap and threw it
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Hit the corner fast, hit the fuckin gas
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Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass
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We gots to peel they fuckin cap
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That's the way we get'em muthafucka cause you know
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We come strapped
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Geah
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Nigga
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In the muthafuckin house
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Eihthype in the muthafuckin house nigga
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So stay the fuck back
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Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin house
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Lil' Hawk & Bird in the muthafuckin house
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Stick'em
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Geah, we in the muthafuckin house
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Nigga
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Stay the fuck down clown
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Cause ain't no love ho
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In the 94
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Eihthype, Half Ounce in this bitch
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C.M.W. in this bitch
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Geah
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We Come Strapped
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| MC Eiht |
