Tha Hood Still Got Me Under MC Eiht

a little class Swap meet jewelry to tight jeans with ass The .380 tucked away in a stash The old school tapes I pumps in the dash Just so I can smash Sometimes I wonder how the hood life could last [

Iii Tha Hood Way MC Eiht

don't play Eiht, cube and mack: iii tha hood way, geah I said...

Tha Way We Run It MC Eiht

fraction, chain reaction the crew smashin' Through your city get the committee a ready faction We run shit And muthafuckas are on it You can't call it, buster you better stall it [Chorus] We got

Fuc Your Hood MC Eiht

Geah MC Eiht and Chill up in this bitch The Eihthype thugs up in this bitch, geah Compton in this bitch And we running this shit like last year my friend, geah The Killers, check it out I gives a fuck

From Yo Hood 2 My Hood MC Eiht

your own homie trying to cheat on craps From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same Like yo hood and mine learn the same games Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes If you get caught then don't say no

Who's Tha Man MC Eiht

blackjack decked in Armani (In a 9-6-5 I'm Clyde, my bitch is Bonnie) Too sweet Better yet too clean, pickin' the paper Takin' you there like the Staples, but they ain't catchin' no vapors You can't see me

Hood Ratz MC Eiht

like yall live Check it out Ya'll know the bitch I need, nuthin but cash and weed Out of town trips, slips my cash with speed Dont get it twisted, no captain But Im cappin and duckin While a hoe hides me

All Around The Hood MC Eiht

Geah Cmw one time, c'mon Half ounce Millenium money Geah (eiht) Who wanna ride with me and make some money-money?

Thicker Than Water MC Eiht

or later He left our 2 man team But fuck him Times done changed I'm in the game And I bring moms pain 'Cause the game is slangin' caine Cries from my eyes as I hits the street Pounds in the chest tha

Under Attack MC Eiht

For the paper, Street Dreams and all, Best be ready to hit the doo' when the one times call, Gots the picture its still for the money son, And if you're bailin' through Compton you betta bring a gun, Chrous

So Ruff MC Eiht

had enough, I'm smoking my fluff Spitting game, letting you know my turf is tough My theme is I push music to driveby I slide through, scoop up four and ride high Strap under the seat my hood technique

Niggaz Make The Hood Go Round (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

in your ass Never givin a fuck goin' out like geez Slangin them keys, jackin naked body on D's Do or die is the motto that we strive to live Do a muthafuckin drive-by on your wife and kids From every hood

Def Wish IV (Tap That Azz) MC Eiht

Word got back about the little marks who jacked you! I know where they be kickin it at Down with a 187?" [EIHT] Eeerrr...

Git Money MC Eiht

yeah for the millenium yeah yeah thug shit geah geah yeah huh fuck this shit nigga i smoked weeed got nasty on on my sista geeed yeah huh fucked huh in tha ass cause this is how the gangstas play fucking

Killin Season MC Eiht

geah fool, I'm ready to pull this Trigger, nigga, straight bangin to the fullest Original baby gangster on the block 159 reasons to bust you with the dirty glock It looks like rain, so I'm wettin Your hood

Must Be Murder MC Eiht

hard Ready for battle in the streets, you get scarred Must - be murder Hoo-bangin' for life ain't no joke Must be murder Reppin' the west, so watch the gun smoke I know my momma be praying her lord save me

Flatline MC Eiht

Geah Thug shit, check this out Compton, geah I don't think they heard me on this one I said: compton, nigga!

We Come Strapped (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

And can't nobody can compare So niggas beware cause Eihthype's runnin' this bitch Geah Run muthafuckas run I got the muthafuckin gun and I'm ready to blast on your mark-ass We shoot first then take names

Compton 4 Death MC Eiht

And how's the fuck we gon' doin' in this one Y'all don't hear me up in here Geah Half ounce one time, stick'em Represent Eight years ago a friend of mine Asked me to say some gangsta rhymes So i said this

Compton Cyco (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

in da muthafucking house for da '94 beeitch Kill'em all off, ya know what i'm sayin' Niggaz backdafuckup of da compton thug When i'm chrome off da muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga 1 mo muthafuckin' hit

My Life MC Eiht

[ INTRO ] Gyeah We're on this smooth shit Takin you back to the old school (westside) Gyeah Hoo-Bangin in the house And right about now We got the real CPT G's up in here Mc Eiht , Boom Bam , CMW representin

Nuthin' But The Gangsta (Feat. Spice1 and Redman) MC Eiht

geyeah And ain't no love in the nine fo' hoe Verse One: MC Eiht It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog Makes me want to be a nigga,

Hubtouchablez MC Eiht

Bitches blowin all day with their naked-asses Checks my spot, better yet, checks my knot Jack to Jill, round the hill, I get the scrill' Better pay me I need the money, so I'm goin' crazy Can I still kill

Run 4 Your Life MC Eiht

Maniac with the Mac is back, no drama For your momma more trauma (geah) It's more shootin', it's more buckin' It's more slicin', it's more dicin', it's more - fuckin' (right) Insane in the membrane Makes me

Can I Still Kill It (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Bitch I'm only out to fuck, get your lips ready to suck As I go up in you like a mack truck What's love got to do with this?

Caution MC Eiht

Gyeah Gyeah We can take it to the streets with the crips and the bloods These real cpt g's please show no love Compton Compton In this bitch Somebody told me Mc eiht is back with that thug shit Compton

Tha Hood Cash Money Millionares

cause I got big hits I still remain a street nigga Still pile up in my benz and when I'm 4 deep nigga Change cause I got bank?

Murder At Night MC Eiht

Steps back and kill at will I ain't playing with your No game, the shit's real So I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking deal (that's right) I'm heated - and I'm greedy as fuck, I need a meal My dog told me

Comptown 2 Stocktown Infinite Mass

Yeah, Mc Eiht in the house, Infinite Mass in the house. And this is how we represent... check it out!) (MC Eiht) We represent from six thousand miles away.

Strawberriez-N-Cream MC Eiht

to be a money maker But that's kinda hard to do amongst a gang of salt-shakers So how can money can a nation when playa-hation do Think about it, probably of couple niggas playa hatin' you Because you got

Automatic MC Eiht

in the house We gon set it off like this (Verse 1) y'all niggas want to toss on me Throw sum Get ready for the hot one here it come y'all scream like bitches scheme my riches Too suspicious my Glock rocks

Can I Get Mine MC Eiht

Cause ain't a damn thing funny Niggas you know the deal Needs nuthin' but cash Serves the late night fiends to collects my green Peeps the dramatics Still no time for static Paper to all my crew You know

Anything U Want MC Eiht

Check it out C'mon, c'mon, hey C'mon, uh I said c'mon, hey (Half Ounce in the house) We're smooth on the West Side (Check it out) Nigga hoes back in the house (Check it out) (Verse 1) Who's got

Take 2 With Me (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Damn. 5-0 at my motherfuckin front door Tryin to get us , ya know i'm sayin But eihthype ain't sleepin Gyeah , my niggas on the run know what's up Lil' hawk and burn got the back , ya know i'm sayin 12

Goin' Out Like Geez (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

We in the muthafuckin house for the 94 Eihthype in the muthafuckin house Geah MC Eiht and DJ Slip in the muthafuckin house Uh, Compton in the house, nigga Compton in the house, fool Compton in the house

Fuc Em All MC Eiht

like my nigga Eiht say, fuck 'em all EIHTGeah, doin it that thuggish way Compton, come on I got controversy like ?????

Hold Up MC Eiht

Eiht: We sending this one out right here To all the young thug and young hustlers out there You know I'm sayin', grown up with their moms strugglin' In the hood yo' I'm sayin', ya know how it is Trying

Any Meanz MC Eiht

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

Kind Of Pimpish MC Eiht

Come on y'all, hey And this how we gon' do it How you likin' me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho's get down like you live you know the business How you likin' me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho's get down like

Def Wish III (Intro) (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

You got it started so let me finish Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace nigga It's time to pull your fucking card Bookworm let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard Huh you tried

Def Wish III (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

You got it started so let me finish Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace nigga It's time to pull your fucking card Bookworm let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard Huh you tried

Me & My Bitch MC Eiht

Yo let, let, let me ask you a question yo Yo would you kill for me? Hmmm... yeah What took you so long to answer motherfucker? I don't know The fuck wrong with you bitch?

Return Fire MC Eiht

one time swoop Strawberries in the back - at the 70's coupe Giving head like a chicken plucked Four niggas one bitch, everybody fucking From selling my Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my straps Got

Lunatic MC Eiht

white I'm a lunatic, geah When I bust the strap everybody I'm a lunatic, geah, your days is done When I bust the gun everybody better run I'm dreamin' more nightmares when I sleep My steez, a nigga like me

Collect My Stripez (Feat. Young Prod.) MC Eiht

[EIHT] (don't fuck around...)

Endoness MC Eiht

hold (stick 'em) Gets off my thing You cling like static I spits like a fucking automatic (brrr) Classy bitches, I'm in 'em, uh I'm deadly like poison, fucking snakes venom Your parents say don't do me

Tough Guyz MC Eiht

Check it out, check it out Don't be comin' around my way with that tough guy shit Only West Side allowed and we won't get hit, geah We got the ho's locked down Half Ounce in the house It's like this Mon

Hard Times (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

And this how we gon' do this for all the Compton homies Niggas back the fuck up and let me get down Another O.G. from the Compton town Uh, so put yo' gun down, run up fool And as you procede to run get

Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto MC Eiht

Geah You know how the fuck we do it It's thug shit Y'all wit' me? C'mon, geah Hey...

When All Hell Breaks Loose MC Eiht

First dream: where's the cream so I can parlay Ain't no joke - ugh - and no mistakes allowed Crack packs flips, uh, while I moves the crowd Po-po be stoppin' the low-lows, fo' sho' those Hate to see me