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
