Geah

CMW one time, c'mon

Half Ounce

Millenium money

Geah



[EIHT]

Who wanna ride with me and make some money-money?

One-times is hot on my trails, ain't shit funny

My mind state: we can get the cash

Kick in the back door, some punk ass and smash

You wit' me? you can have paper to floss

You can ride around the town, play the big boss

Lil' niggas dying to be on yo' team

Everybody looking your way, you got cream

No fucking tattle tales, trips to jail

Have a all-around trip like back with mail

Hell, it feels good still, dips the hood

Compton, Long Beach, Watts and Inglewood

Hoes, holler back if you like the mack

Of the West walkin' nigga who ready for contact

You slide with yo' homie if you love the town

Ruffnecks and fly girls keep holding it down

Geah



Chorus..



All around the hood we go



[BOOM BAM]

You wanna take a trip? Then come visit California

And roll with me through the hood on Daytonas

I take you to my kick-it spots

Where all the homies got they glock cocked ready to pop

That's how we do it over here, what's happ'nin?

We drink beers, smoke guns and play mackin'

Well, it's the same old bullshit in every ghetto

But niggas in my hood don't listen to heavy metal

Just that real deal hard knock life shit

Only smoke the greenery, never that white shit

Who said my nigga Binky Mack ain't got tracks? (who?)

Who said Compton's Most Wanted don't pack straps? (who?)

Me and Eiht 'bout to show you fools where is at

Talkin smack to your bitches behind our backs

But life goes on in the neighborhood

It's all bad, ain't a damn thang all good



Chorus...



[EIHT]

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