| Geah… wutup niggas
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| The compton cyco is back
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| In your shit for the nine-deuce
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| And check this out
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| My nigga Scarface is in the motherfuckin house
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| And we bout to drop some gangsta shit
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| MC Eiht:
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| I guess its true what they say
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| When your too far gone ain’t no turning back
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| And coming from the Compton mack thats a fuckin fact
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| Livin in the city where bitches won’t
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| Give up the pussy for free so a nigga don’t
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| So heres my story. |
| Another story about a nigga
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| Who lives his life by the fuckin trigga
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| Gotta get my serve on, nigga you don’t hear me though
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| Throw up the hood, might blast on 5−0
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| First I hit the Ides and get pumped up
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| Now I’m rollin in the car kinda slumped up
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| I pop the glove box, Then I reach the block
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| Then I plug your ass in the chest with the Glock
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| And that’s how the shits get done
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| I guess I’m a mutherfuckin nigga on the run
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| But I won’t let them take me alive, so I don’t sleep
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| Cuz, geah, I’m in too deep
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| Scarface
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| In too deep, ain’t no turnin back
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| Cock up your mutherfuckin gauge…
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| Mista-Mista Scarface for the nine-deuce
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| Niggas pack a nine, fuck you bitch I pack a nine too
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| Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts
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| You point your shit, I pull my shit, come nigga now lets check nuts
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| Born a hustla, raised a hustla, never gonna stop trick
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| Buck a hustla, mutherfucker boy, you better die bitch
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| Found myself a busta, had the boy front me an Oz
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| Fucked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key
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| Now he’s got some niggas trying to ball 'Face
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| Time to go to work, need some back' better call Eiht
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| Call my nigga up, Kicked the fundementals
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| 2 way ticket 3 o’clock, continental
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| Eiht rolled in with the mutherfuckin task force
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| Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport
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| Niggas don’t ever fuck with me cuz I’m a nigga who plays the game for
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| Keeps
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| Drop you on your ass with the quickness, cuz I’m in too deep
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| MC Eiht
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| Geeah, the criminals is in the mutherfuckin house.
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| Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin
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| Got the Glocks all cocked, let the fools keep coming
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| Scarface got the mutherfuckin pump under the seat
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| So niggas better duck or your ass is fucked. |
| geah
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| The mad man with nuthin to lose
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| So you better bring your strap or catch the blues
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| And um, or get served like a damn clucker
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| Sucker, or in the end be a short mutherfucker
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| Now them one times is all on my back and
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| Heard that Scarface and Eiht peeled the cap and
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| They wanna gaffle us up. |
| But its a shame
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| Can’t fade the best from Compton and the mid-west
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| So watch your back when the niggas step
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| Cuz the scene that is left is your whole families death
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| And fool don’t sleep
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| Cuz sorry mutherfucker, we in too deep
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| Geah. |
| In your shit for the nine-deuce
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| MC Eiht in the mutherfuckin house, and my nigga Scarface and shit
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| DJ Slip in mutherfuckin house. |
| And we killin the shit off. |
| Geah |