MC Eiht - Thuggin It Up текст песни

Geah

Geah

Cmon geah (right)

Cmon

I comes from the depths of hell

Where - killin niggas roam

Illegal mobile phones, 4-5s and 9s: thats chrome

Abbreviated sets is where they macks

Crack sales in stacks

Government pay no taxes

If one times roll through they get hit up

No bullet proof vest protects that chest

Blood gets spit up (geah)

You cant believe it like aids with eazy

Fools be droppin when I be

Poppin em straight lookin breezy (geah)

Damn why the fuck do they live like that?

How come

Every lil park boy carry a gat? (I dont know)

Pull car jacks and drive-bys on innocent by (I dont know) standers

Intimidate niggas who cant stand us (geah)

So baby dont be caught nappin

In clubs, we scrappin on blocks

We cappin on niggas, we straight snappin (thats right)

The way you livin aint worth a fuck (geah)

We straight thuggin it up cmon (geah)

Somebody say

Geah

Somebody say

Geah (thats right)

Somebody say

We straight thuggin it up

Cmon nigga

I walks around with the glocks all day

Puttin in work that compton way (compton)

Back pocket of the khakis where the rag sticks out

One time comin fast(geah)

I hear the cluck shout, but uh...

Its too late, I done stuffed the rocks up in my ass

But I dash like the flash quick fast to get my cash

Cause aint no future in this frontin

Corners I bend to get more ends (geah)

On fools Im dumpin

And to my homies I got clout

Baby blacks got stack and my moms trying to figure me out

Where the fuck you get that chain around your neck son?

Where the fuck you get your hands on that damn gun? (geah)

I said momma please

Cause I got dreams of slangin kis, rollin on ds

Bear wit me cause this live is fucked (geah)

Streiht thuggin it up, cmon geah

Somebody say

Geah

Somebody say

Geah (thats right)

Somebody say

We straight thuggin it up

Geah

Compton

Yeah

West side (geah)

Somebody say

We straight thuggin it up

Shit aint worked out to good

Cause jealous ass fellows got my name floatin all through the hood

So now I rolls with the 9

Watch my back for the pack and even one time

Moms on nervous status

Put her on tha midnight train like gladys

I see some headlights late night in the mirror

I make 2 turns, they make 2 turns now its time to burn

I hits the pedal then I jet

Duckin while they buckin, Im buckin back cause I aint dead yet

I caught 2 slugs from his chrome (damn)

But he caught 2 slugs in his dome (pop pop)

Now its time to take me home

And Im lyin on my back (geah)

Spittin up blood, and Im thinkin to my muthafuckin self

No more livin in this life thats fucked (geah)

Die thuggin it up, cmon geah

Somebody say

Geah

Somebody say

Geah (thats right)

Somebody say

We straight thuggin it up

Cmon

Compton

Somebody say

West side!

Somebody say

Geah

We straight thuggin it up

Cmon

Straight thuggin it up

Cmon geah

Straight thuggin it up

Cmon sing

My homie short

Casual

Tight loc

Rest in peace