Geah...wuttup n***as
The Compton psycho is back
In your sh** for the nine-deuce
And check this out
My n***a Scarface is in the motherf**in house
And we bout to drop some gangsta sh**
[Verse 1: MC Eiht]
I guess its true what they say
When your too far gone ain't no turning back
And coming from the Compton mack that's a f**in' fact
Livin' in the city where b**hes won't
Give up the p**y for free so a n***a don't
So here's my story. Another story about a n***a
Who lives his life by the f**in' trigga
Gotta get my serve on, n***a you don't hear me though
Throw up the hood, might blast on 5-0
First I hit the Ides and get pumped up
Now I'm rollin' in the car kinda slumped up
I pop the glove box, Then I reach the block
Then I plug your a** in the chest with the Glock
And that's how the sh**s get done
I guess I'm a motherf**in' n***a on the run
But I won't let them take me alive, so I don't sleep
Cuz, geah, I'm in too deep
[Verse 2: Scarface]
In too deep, ain't no turnin back
co*k up your mutherf**in' gauge...
Mista-Mista Scarface for the nine-deuce
n***as pack a nine, f** you b**h, I pack a nine too
Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts
You point your sh**, I pull my sh**, come n***a now lets check nuts
Born a hustler, raised a hustler, never gonna stop, trick
Buck a hustler, mutherf**er boy, you better die, b**h
Found myself a buster, had the boy front me an O.Z
f**ed him out his money, worked my way up to a whole key
Now he's got some n***as trying to ball 'Face
Time to go to work, need some back, better call Eiht
Call my n***a up, kicked the fundamentals
2 way ticket 3 o'clock, continental
Eiht rolled in with the motherf**in' task force
Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport
n***as don't ever f** with me
Cause I'm a n***a who plays the game for keeps
Drop you on your a** with the quickness, cause I'm in too deep
[Verse 3: MC Eiht]
Geeah, the criminals is in the motherf**in' house..
Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin'
Got the Glocks all co*ked, let the fools keep coming
Scarface got the motherf**in' pump under the seat
So n***as better duck or your a** is f**ed, geah
The mad man with nuttin' to lose
So you better bring your strap or catch the blues
And um, or get served like a damn clucker
s**er, or in the end be a short motherf**er
Now them one-times is all on my back and
Heard that Eiht and Scarface peeled the cap and
They wanna gaffle us up, but its a shame
Can't fade the best from Compton and the Midwest
So watch your back when the n***as step
Cuz the scene that is left is your whole families d**h
And fool don't sleep
Cuz sorry motherf**er, we in too deep
Geah. In your sh** for the nine-deuce
MC Eiht in the motherf**in' house, and my n***a Scarface and sh**
DJ Slip in mutherf**in house. And we k**in' the sh** off. Geah