Geah

Compton

Geah

Where we from?

All day...

The Weeest Side...

All day

Nigga

We from the West Side

(1-5-9)

All the time



I gots to get mine so I'ma take your

I do what I gotta do, kick in some back doors (geah)

You don't work, you don't eat is the scene

A nigga like myself got to get me some green

I heard a nigga say: I got a little business trick

So smooth your momma won't know your tryin' to make a grip

I said: what's that?

He said: don't worry bout that!

Just grab this muthafuckin' gat and stick it behind your back

Where the fuck was we going I wondered, didn't give a damn

Because the hood took me under

Stick the gat behind my back with an extra clip

My nigga said: E just watch your back and you best not slip!

I said: homie you don't know me

Don't you see saliva drippin' from my mouth? I'm too hungry!

Jump in the bucket, fuck it!

Take a look back at the crib then hit the pedal to put in my bid

We in the bucket, best believe we gon' doing some lootin'

We got straps in our laps, we gon' be doing some shootin'

Headed to the West Side

To start some shit, fired up the blunt

to get my head buzzed to pull the hit

Now I'm ready to cook

Take the strap on my back and I take another look

I'm ready to do some muthafuckin trippin'

I'm ready to hit your mutherfuckin block

with it cocked, catch you slippin, we in the bucket jettin'

Must be nearin the spot because I'm sweatin (ah, damn!)

My nigga peeped and said:

E sit back under the seat as he reached,

pulled out the Mac (yeah it's on)

Hit a couple of corners slow then he killed the lights (geah)

Grabs my strap cause tonight's the fucki