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

die Niggaz from the Compton streets so don't even try, nigga You get slugs from the stub for offendin me Nuthin but the gangsta in me Chorus: Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3X) Spice 1 come down Verse

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

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

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

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

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

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...

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

Fuc Em All MC Eiht

(feat.

Hood Ratz MC Eiht

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 out and Im steadily fuckin Doin

Automatic MC Eiht

(Intro) Geah Hoo-Bangin in the house c'mon Geah Eihthype in the house c'mon Geah And I'm representin Real Compton City G's on this one My nigga [??]

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

Hubtouchablez MC Eiht

Hey C.M.W in the house (rock on) Hubtouchablez in the house (rock on) Geah (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

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

Murder At Night MC Eiht

Y'all needs to back the fuck up or your block gon' burn Me and my nigga blast with the same gat - it's my turn Money and the power, it's my time to earn You're dead on arrival, to whom it may concern

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

Def Wish III (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

to put it to the test But ain't no way your bullet proof vest can protect that bird chest nigga Call me the night creeper the Grim Reaper Like Boss is deeper can't escape the street sweeper Uh say hello

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

Hard Times (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

Geah, we in the muthafuckin house Eihthype in the muthafuckin house bitch, for the 94 Ain't no love ho, uh And right about now Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin house Lil Hawk'n Bird in the muthafuckin

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

to put it to the test But ain't no way your bullet proof vest can protect that bird chest nigga Call me the night creeper the Grim Reaper Like Boss is deeper can't escape the street sweeper Uh say hello

From Yo Hood 2 My Hood MC Eiht

Hoods and blocks and G's with Glocks Young thug niggas with rocks Everyday and night cause ain't - nuthin' changed Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang Lord have mercy - to the ones that's gone Cause

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

Get butt naked as I squeeze on your ass and grab your tits Shit just call me Mr.

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

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

Run 4 Your Life MC Eiht

Never will I be beated is the attitude (right) Because I'm always heated And just like Waco I'ma put 'em on their back (right) When I'm schemin' muthafuckas just try to attack And in fact to the wack

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

with rags in they fuckin' hands And living in Compton you can't deal with the hassle Uh, living in Compton one time's tryin' to gaffle Uh, living in Compton boy you better think fast Niggas ain't fuckin

Thicker Than Water MC Eiht

sooner 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

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

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

Strawberriez-N-Cream MC Eiht

they ass was in the front Actin' like they smoke rock and now grass up in they blunt I gots no words for em, just 'fist of fury' like bruce I let loose on they ass, then hit the fence like juice And don't

Anything U Want MC Eiht

But I shoot boxes Plenty of cash to straight floss from the gate You ain't seem grabs this green Plenty of cream kingpins unsolved the scheme I got my eyes on you Geah, you want to ???

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

Tha Way We Run It MC Eiht

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 G-boys and ho's on deck One times gafflin' niggas that chin

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?

Me & My Bitch MC Eiht

shit, just my main squeeze Come into the crib, even had a set a keys During the days you helped me bag up my nickels In the process, I admit, I tricked a little (yeah) But you was my bitch, the one who'd

When All Hell Breaks Loose MC Eiht

No camouflage, better get the mirage Soul Assassins squad straight from the garage Benjamin stacks, craps is what I play First dream: where's the cream so I can parlay Ain't no joke - ugh - and no mistakes

A Million And 1 Buddah Spots (Album Version) Redman

[Incomprehensible] Still walkin' down the streets with my hand on my black tec My brain is high like New York, New Jersey do car thefts I'm high, when I sag my two black guys I would be brief but my Karl

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

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

Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto MC Eiht

Nigga like you must be ready to get down" Hold up now, cause I start to speak my mind I question the place of the ride and what time "speak your mind one more time, you're through" They found a bullet

Killin Season MC Eiht

Geah In the muthafuckin house For the 9 to the 6 Geah To them bitch-ass niggas We know your residential spot The red dot's on your dome, geah fool, I'm ready to pull this Trigger, nigga, straight bangin

Compton Cyco (Feat. CMW) MC Eiht

in da muthafucking house for da '94 beeitchKill'em all off, ya know what i'm sayin'Niggaz backdafuckup of da compton thugWhen i'm chrome off da muthafuckin' chronic hood nigga1 mo muthafuckin' hitl...

Who's Tha Man MC Eiht

being right Late nite hype's the fiends Nobody serves 'em better to the letter We gets the chedder To the way back days Where the Half Ounce lays Gun tucked by the nuts As the one time struts Gets my bail

Dat Bitch (Feat. Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott) Redman

me Yo, dat bitch - splittin cigars better than me Dat bitch - tattooes on her back and arm And you see my name when the track is on Dat bitch - that'll jump out dolo With her toes in a pump with a shotgun

Must Be Murder MC Eiht

sympathy when punishment's include Back the fuck up, niggas, I act up Homerun-hitter, the quick nine-spitter When my mind starts playing tricks and flashbacks Of seein porno flicks, done criminal acts

Lunatic MC Eiht

message is survival Only the strong get it on I do my creepin' nightly, nigga, with the chrome Last place niggas get caught up first I ain't satisfied, so I follow the hearse Check the verse situation

Tha Hood Still Got Me Under MC Eiht

for cream On a late night tip straight chasin your dream Just a young knucklehead tryin to run with the team Moms and pops tripped and slipped into the split Now the days got tight cause this nigga wasn't

So Ruff MC Eiht

your bluff 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

Flatline MC Eiht

Compton, all day, nigga We gon' start it like this Check this out Way back 4-4's seven years in the pen .38 with wooden handles and a fifth with gin Let me begin, before the days of committin sins I was

Any Meanz MC Eiht

In the muthafuckin' house (geah) For the paper Mr tony back in the house regulate y'know i'm sayin' Half ounce hoodlums in the house Geah Deadly decisions is what i'm bringin' Be's the problem solver when