Geah
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Geah
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C'mon geah (right)
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C'mon
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I comes from the depths of hell
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Where - killin' niggas roam
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Illegal mobile phones, 4-5's and 9's: that's chrome
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Abbreviated sets is where they macks
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Crack sales in stacks
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Government pay no taxes
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If one times roll through they get hit up
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No bullet proof vest protects that chest
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Blood gets spit up (geah)
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You can't believe it like Aids with Eazy
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Fools be droppin when I be
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Poppin 'em straight lookin' breezy (geah)
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Damn why the fuck do they live like that?
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How come
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Every lil' park boy carry a gat? (I don't know)
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Pull car jacks and drive-by's on innocent by (I don't know) standers
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Intimidate niggas who can't stand us (geah)
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So baby don't be caught nappin'
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In clubs, we scrappin on blocks
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We cappin on niggas, we straight snappin' (that's right)
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The way you livin' ain't worth a fuck (geah)
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We straight thuggin' it up c'mon (geah)
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Somebody say
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Geah
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Somebody say
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Geah (that's right)
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Somebody say
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We straight thuggin' it up
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C'mon nigga
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I walks around with the glocks all day
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Puttin in work that Compton way (Compton)
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Back pocket of the khakis where the rag sticks out
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One time comin fast(geah)
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I hear the cluck shout, but uh...
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It's too late, I done stuffed the rocks up in my ass
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But I dash like the flash quick fast to get my cash
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Cause ain't no future in this frontin
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Corners I bend to get more ends (geah)
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On fools I'm dumpin'
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And to my homies I got clout
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Baby black's got stack and my mom's trying to figure me out
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Where the fuck you get that chain around your neck son?
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Where the fuck you get your hands on that damn gun? (geah)
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I said momma please
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Cause I got dreams of slangin' ki's, rollin' on D's
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Bear wit' me cause this live is fucked (geah)
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Streiht thuggin' it up, c'mon geah
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Somebody say
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Geah
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Somebody say
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Geah (that's right)
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Somebody say
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We straight thuggin' it up
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Geah
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Compton
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Yeah
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West Side (geah)
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Somebody say
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We straight thuggin' it up
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Shit ain't worked out to good
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Cause jealous ass fellows got my name floatin' all through the hood
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So now I rolls with the 9
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Watch my back for the pack and even One Time
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Mom's on nervous status
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Put her on tha midnight train like Gladys
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I see some headlights late night in the mirror
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I make 2 turns, they make 2 turns now it's time to burn
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I hits the pedal then i jet
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Duckin' while they buckin', I'm buckin' back cause I ain't dead yet
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I caught 2 slugs from his chrome (damn)
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But he caught 2 slugs in his dome (pop pop)
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Now it's time to take me home
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And I'm lyin on my back (geah)
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Spittin up blood, and I'm thinkin' to my muthafuckin self
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No more livin' in this life that's fucked (geah)
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Die thuggin' it up, c'mon geah
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Somebody say
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Geah
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Somebody say
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Geah (that's right)
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Somebody say
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We straight thuggin' it up
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C'mon
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Compton
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Somebody say
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WEST SIDE!
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Somebody say
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Geah
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We straight thuggin' it up
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C'mon
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Straight thuggin' it up
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C'mon geah
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Straight thuggin' it up
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C'mon sing
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My homie Short
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Casual
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Tight Loc
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Rest in Peace
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Thuggin it Up
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| MC Eiht |
