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

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

It all starts in them muthafuckin streets with the shooting up, bang bang From the quiet neighbourhoods to them loc'd out Compton gangs From they mommas to they daddies to they grands Passed generations

Compton Cyco (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga 1 mo muthafuckin' hit lips get split, fake this shit Never gave a fuck about a hoodrat bitch clownin' in da trey with da 3-wheel snitch so stay da fuck back, you know it's like

Def Wish III (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

cause Eiht flies lead Yeah, I catch that ass up on the flip side Eiht a loaded lit clip and Quik died I'm giving you a chance to get your bail on I'm taking my nine and putting it to your fucking dome

Hard Times (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

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 that with the tool It's Mc

Compton Bomb (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Geah In the house for the 94 shot Eihthype in the house, uh Half Ounce in the house Compton bomb, Compton bomb Geah West side nigga You know what's happenin' Get ready for the funky ass shit

Take 2 With Me (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Uhh , talkin about they got a gang of witnesses Wanna commit and search my premises Sellin dat candy is just the way to survive And dealin them straps they won't take me alive So now i gots ta play it like

We Come Strapped (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour You get the short end of the stick Rollin with a click and the way we role, muthafucka it's thick And my brain is sayin' kill so nigga you're stuck I like

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?

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

cause Eiht flies lead Yeah, I catch that ass up on the flip side Eiht a loaded lit clip and Quik died I'm giving you a chance to get your bail on I'm taking my nine and putting it to your fucking dome

Niggaz That Kill (Endolude) (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Geah We in the muthafuckin' house Eihthype in the muthafuckin' house, nigga Half Ounce We in the muthafuckin' house, uh Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin' house Lil' Hawk

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

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

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

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?

Killin Season MC Eiht

The red dot's on your dome, 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

Hubtouchablez MC Eiht

(hey) Half Ounce in the house, hey (Geah, c'mon, geah) I dips around, sips around 2 o'clock The hammer's backjacked, cocked on the glock Westward bound, stay down To the fools that's gon' bow How you like

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,

Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto MC Eiht

Once upon a time in the ghetto you're stuck In the ghetto you're fucked Ah - press your luck I said once upon a time in the ghetto You're through Once upon a time in the ghetto It's like you Check it out

Fuc Em All MC Eiht

(feat.

Thicker Than Water MC Eiht

They want some of that thug shit up in here Westside So I'ma take ya back down memory lane And give ya some of that wicked shit And I'ma do this right here For all my cpt g's in the house Check this out

Hood Ratz MC Eiht

Geah Geah (Cmon) Sendin this one right here To all the girls out there that get down like they live Fuck it Roll with the hoo-bangers Geah You like the way I get down like yall live Check it out Ya'll

Tha Hood Still Got Me Under MC Eiht

) That's true The hood still got me nigga Like you Gettin money on the blocks with my crew ( I don't wanna be here ) I'll be a thug nigga till my days is through Come on The hood still got me under (

From Yo Hood 2 My Hood MC Eiht

Geah Your lesson for y'all out there All the thug niggas on the block regulatin' This goes out for y'all (West Side) Gangstas will rule the world in the Y2K Check it out Can y'all see where I'm comin from

Who's Tha Man MC Eiht

Hey (c'mon) To the full degree (c'mon, geah check it out) (check it out) We 'bout it Gettin' that paper We 'bout it Check it out Federalies gaffling up so keep it tight These songs to do wrong so fuck

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

When All Hell Breaks Loose MC Eiht

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, too blind like

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!

Endoness MC Eiht

Geah, uh In the muthafuckin' house Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh Ain't nuthin' but the Eihthype thugs nigga Geah (stick 'em) Compton in this bitch Check it out, geah I'm giving you that funky funky

Under Attack MC Eiht

Heeeyyy Uhh Half Ounce in yo mouth Check it out Half Ounce in the house Chrous: Bring the yellow tape nigga FOSHO Playa hatas infiltrate us niggas HELL NO Fools ready to die Don't be afraid Bring your

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

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

Return Fire MC Eiht

s rode bopping the o'jays Gun place, crime place, 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

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

Iii Tha Hood Way MC Eiht

I just ate, it's a quarter to 8 I'm in section 8 with mc eiht and a 38 (yeah) And I'm ready to ride for this shit Muthafucka done invested his life in this shit And we ain't losin' rather take a penitentiary

Strawberriez-N-Cream MC Eiht

Think about it, probably of couple niggas playa hatin' you Because you got a lil' sommethin, trying to keep shit tight Not at the bar, gettin drunk, trying to pick a fight But mad niggas got it backwards like

Def Wish IV (Tap That Azz) MC Eiht

[EIHT] Eeerrr...

Run 4 Your Life MC Eiht

more slicin', it's more dicin', it's more - fuckin' (right) Insane in the membrane Makes me leave dead bodies in the tub cause I got no love For my momma (stick) or my daddy (shit) Now I'm solo Oh no, out

Can I Get Mine MC Eiht

please, I insist to make G's Chills at the top dollar spots with bitches So they can get a glance at the Eihthype riches Bitches they wanna follow and peeps my route But soon catch a hollow and be assed out

Murder At Night MC Eiht

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 watch out

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

Me & My Bitch MC Eiht

Yo don't lie to me motherfucker Moonlight strolls with the hoes, oh no, that's not my steelo I wanna bitch that like to play celo, and craps Packin gats, in a Coach bag steamin dime bags A real bitch is

Tha Way We Run It MC Eiht

Geah One two One two (check it out) One two One two (check it out) Uh [B-REAL] I put years in this shit struggled to build the empire Just another brick in the wall you fall tired Who will be

Anything U Want MC Eiht

(Intro) Geah 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) (

Any Meanz MC Eiht

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

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

So Ruff MC Eiht

"Geah Geah Geah Hoo-bang, nigga Some of that futuristic shit For that ass Keepin it thuggish, though Check it out ( verse 1 ) The concrete streets bring heat, it's so rough Niggas test everyday, calling

Lunatic MC Eiht

that's 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

Git Money MC Eiht

nasty on on my sista geeed yeah huh fucked huh in tha ass cause this is how the gangstas play fucking bitches in the corn hole aww day lex steel can size to this cock cause i gettin the money today watch out

Must Be Murder MC Eiht

ya, hoo-bang niggas who ride Who roll on your side ready to die Who lights up your life with hot flames Real straight game, thug life's the game Gettin' it, never pretending since the beginning Niggas like

Compton 4 Death MC Eiht

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 rhyme i'm about to say I grabbed the blunt and then it went this way Eiht