作词 : Allen, Tyler Geah We in the mutha******* house Eihthype in the mutha******* house C.m.w. back in this mutha*******a Geah, the most wanted mutha*******as in compton, y'know i'm sayin? And can't nobody can compare So *******s beware cause eihthype's runnin' this ******* Geah Run mutha*******as run I got the mutha******* gun and i'm ready to blast on your mark-ass We shoot first then take names later No one can fade a crooked ass scheming alligator No one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor Punk fool nuthin can save you You crossed the line boy you slipped Nuthin' to lose, shootin at your friend as i'm poppin' in another clip You try to scream but it don't do no good Too many killin *******s from my hood, fool uh Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger Too many mutha******* loc'ed ass young *******s We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's We slang a game of muther******* compton gang I gots to peel your ******* cap, ******* We come strapped One more hit on your hood mutha*******a ain't no bull*******ttin' Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin And gather up your ******* kids 1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids I'll cap that ass up in the car When your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by n.o.t.r. Don't try to hang with the fire power it's a slaughter 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, mutha*******a it's thick And my brain is sayin' kill so ******* you're stuck I like the sound of the 'k when it start to buck Ain't no damn playin', ain't no rhyme sayin' One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin' We gots to peel your ******* cap, geah We come strapped Night time hits the ******* streets Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats One time try to run a make on my plates Routine jack but jack is too ******* late Put the strap up in my lap Hopin these mutha*******as don't trip, slip pass me the extra clip I hit the muther******* volume up on the dash So no tittle-tattle can hear the mutha******* blast I give him one to the dome As the cop start to drop i'm sayin to myself damn it's on I guess the blunt made me do it Knew the other times would be comin so i grabbed the strap and threw it Hit the corner fast, hit the ******* gas Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass We gots to peel they ******* cap That's the way we get'em mutha*******a cause you know We come strapped Geah ******* In the mutha******* house Eihthype in the mutha******* house ******* So stay the ******* back *******s on the run in the mutha******* house Lil' hawk & bird in the mutha******* house Stick'em Geah, we in the mutha******* house ******* Stay the ******* down clown Cause ain't no love ho In the 94 Eihthype, half ounce in this ******* C.m.w. in this ******* Geah
作词 : Allen, Tyler Geah We in the mutha******* house Eihthype in the mutha******* house C.m.w. back in this mutha*******a Geah, the most wanted mutha*******as in compton, y'know i'm sayin? And can't nobody can compare So *******s beware cause eihthype's runnin' this ******* Geah Run mutha*******as run I got the mutha******* gun and i'm ready to blast on your mark-ass We shoot first then take names later No one can fade a crooked ass scheming alligator No one can stop us cause we quick to catch the fever of the flavor Punk fool nuthin can save you You crossed the line boy you slipped Nuthin' to lose, shootin at your friend as i'm poppin' in another clip You try to scream but it don't do no good Too many killin *******s from my hood, fool uh Too many drive-by's no one can point or pull the trigger Too many mutha******* loc'ed ass young *******s We bail deep and it's an everyday thang, them fifth's We slang a game of muther******* compton gang I gots to peel your ******* cap, ******* We come strapped One more hit on your hood mutha*******a ain't no bull*******ttin' Better scatter that ass over the fence before the 9 start spittin And gather up your ******* kids 1-8-7's for my homies who got stuck with lifetime bids I'll cap that ass up in the car When your rollin the streets the gats get blasted by n.o.t.r. Don't try to hang with the fire power it's a slaughter 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, mutha*******a it's thick And my brain is sayin' kill so ******* you're stuck I like the sound of the 'k when it start to buck Ain't no damn playin', ain't no rhyme sayin' One more point for the hood when my gat start sprayin' We gots to peel your ******* cap, geah We come strapped Night time hits the ******* streets Loadin up the clips and we ready to kill rollin the gangsta beats One time try to run a make on my plates Routine jack but jack is too ******* late Put the strap up in my lap Hopin these mutha*******as don't trip, slip pass me the extra clip I hit the muther******* volume up on the dash So no tittle-tattle can hear the mutha******* blast I give him one to the dome As the cop start to drop i'm sayin to myself damn it's on I guess the blunt made me do it Knew the other times would be comin so i grabbed the strap and threw it Hit the corner fast, hit the ******* gas Be on the lookout cause they coming to tap my ass We gots to peel they ******* cap That's the way we get'em mutha*******a cause you know We come strapped Geah ******* In the mutha******* house Eihthype in the mutha******* house ******* So stay the ******* back *******s on the run in the mutha******* house Lil' hawk & bird in the mutha******* house Stick'em Geah, we in the mutha******* house ******* Stay the ******* down clown Cause ain't no love ho In the 94 Eihthype, half ounce in this ******* C.m.w. in this ******* Geah
