Get Money

歌詞

Yeah Yeah (Geah) Compton Compton For the millennium Compton Yeah Comtpon (Geah) Yeah Thug Shit Geah, geah, geah (Half Ounce... Half Ounce) Compton's Most Wanted Yeah, uh MC Eiht (Geah - Half Ounce, c'mon) My nigga Boom Bam and Chill My nigga DJ Slip, Lil' Hawk & Bird, Da Foe Mighty Mike T Check it out (geah) [EIHT] Who got the game on lock clown? It's Comp-Town, five stakes by the pound Steppin' the ho' down (heyy!) My pronounce spoke clearly Weekly, monthly, yearly You can't get nearly Cause I'm down (yeah) For the capital C-P-T (that's right) My niggas put their money on me (chin-chin) Show 'em what's it's all about Knock a nigga out Hard knock rhymes since the beginnin' on mine You got your 9's, we got 9's too Y'all ready to cap ?! Anybody can pull a trigger Y'all ready to scrap !? (ping!) Get in where we fit in My town on the map Kicks the gangsta raps to make your hands claps (geah) Knick knack patty wack give a dog a bone Y'all niggas can't - catch up live her alone Compton kingpin is a nigga on the throne We be's the crime niggas Y'all niggas are ??? [EIHT] This is how the gangstas play Half Ounce niggas gettin' money today W-S makin' moves y'all hear what I say Scream out FUCK YOU! Y'all you want is the stake I said this is how the gangstas play Half Ounce niggas gettin' money today W-S (West Side) makin' moves y'all hear what I say Scream out FUCK YOU! Y'all you want is the stake Check it out [EIHT] My Comrads said Wake Up And Ball (geah) I take it personal I said I want it all So I went from short stop to too tall (geah) So I can hit your block some blowed trees to ?? Kicks laced up tight we ain't ready to fall (geah) Take a look at my wall this Thug Life ain't small Holler back y'all if you don't - get away West Side is for the strong - weak niggas get away Give or take in the ghetto world Since the days a nigga had a California curl young with a baby girl Bounce with me if you - feel that It's the only place with riders you know where we at Slick cats for the hoodrats, block's hot Every fuckin' neighborhood with a - chronic spot Like it or not you can't escape the fuckin' sound Keep your - hands down bitch, uh, hits the ground [Chorus] [THA CHILL] Come from the land of the small left side of the stateline (geah) Home of the gang-bangin' and the dirty One-Time Where the sky stay sunny, but the ground stay black Cause we're scrapin' (?back purple?) with the candy on the 'lac Everybody pack Gats can't get caught without a choice Fuck keys - we use fit to open up doors Interact your own risk - cause the whole town pissed Cause - Brenda got a baby, Lil' Johnny got 3.80 Ain't about to set it off - like it ain't no tomorrow (geah) Leave the momma with the sorrow dumpin' out the mighty car, loc Cause it's anybody K-I-L-L-A (geah) Cross the mile on the warrant all over where y'all stay Hit 'em up when you see 'em, cause it's all on sight (yeah) Take a flight all my foes in the broad daylight That's how you kill a muthafucka, and don't say shit (geah) This ain't no studio bangin' I'm as real as it get Yeah (geah) [EIHT] Geah Ahaha nigga G's in here For the two thou' For the millennium Yeah nigga W-S on mine nigga Half Ounce on mine too You know what the fuck we represent C-P-T Like me nigga Y'all like me Geah (Half Ounce niggas get money today) All day we Don't play Half Ounce Geah Ahaha, nigga Geah [Chorus]