Wake your punk ass up for the 93 shot
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MC Eiht's in the motherfuckin house.. gyeah
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And it ain't nothin but a compton thang y'all
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And we ain't nuttin but niggaz on the run
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And this goes out to my niggaz.. gyeah
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A fucked up childhood, is why the way I am
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It's got me in the state where I don't give a damn, hmm
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Somebody help me, but nah they don't hear me though
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I guess I'll be another victim of the ghetto
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Ain't no escapin, cause I'm way too young
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Pops is dealin, and on top of that got moms sprung
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Scheamin off the top, pops never figured
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That he'd go down by the hands of another nigga
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Now my pops is gone and that ain't no good
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Got to follow in the foot steps of the homies from the hood
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And where's the role model?
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Niggaz putting brew in my fuckin baby bottle!
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Damn, and through all the motherfuckin pain
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They done drove my moms in-sane
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So I guess I gotta do work so I ain't finished
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I grow up to be a streiht up menace, gyeah
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Uhh, come on y'all
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Streiht up menace
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Now I'm of age, and livin in the projects
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Gettin paid off the clucks and the county checks
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I'm Fil-ia fresh outta high school, never did I wonder
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That the motherfuckin hood would take me under
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Gyeah, I'm kickin it with the homies and they got the straps
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Off to the corner store, owned by the fuckin {Japs}
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See a bitch in the right lane so I comes with the mack
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Astro Bam pulls a motherfuckin jack from the back
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Now he's got the strap to my homie's head
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See him play that shit cool, and don't be a fool!
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He shot my nigga in the fuckin head
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I caught one in the shoulder, if I didn't run I was dead
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Now I'm layin in the hospital bed
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Thinkin about them punk motherfuckers and my eyes is bloodshot red
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Gyeah motherfuckers, I ain't finished
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Be on the look-out for the streiht up menace, gyeah
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Uhh, whassup y'all
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Streiht up menace .. damn!
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Really..
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Streiht up menace .. damn!
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I'm in too deep
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I done killed a motherfucker and I just can't sleep
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One-Time's tryin to do a smooth, creep
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And on top of that
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Niggaz after me for fuckin one of they hood rats
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I ain't got time for the fuckin bitch's story
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Niggaz want me gotta come to my territory
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And ain't no 'You Can Get the Fist'
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Niggaz come, and they get done on they own risk
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What is it all about?
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Should I leave or should I stay cause I don't wanna punk out
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Oh what should I do? The homies say
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'The hood's where it's good, homeboy, I thought you knew'
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So in the process to show the hood my best
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No time to react, caught two in the chest
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Now look who's down, I guess I'm finished
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I go out like a streiht up menace, gyeah
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Uhh, come on y'all
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Streiht up menace .. damn!
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And on and on
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I guess we outta here
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Peace to my niggaz on the run
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And it ain't nuttin but streiht up menaces, damn!
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Just like I said before y'all
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It ain't nuttin but a compton thang
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And MC Eiht's in the house for the 93 shot
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And this one's for the niggaz, gyeah
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Straight Up Menace
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MC Eiht |