Def Wish Iv Lyrics - Singles - Mc Eiht

"Oh nigga guess what! 

Word got back about the little marks who jacked you! 

I know where they be kickin it at 

Down with a 187?" 

Eeerrr... 

Geah 

Geah 

In the muthafuckin house, fool 

For the 9 to the fizive-O 

The Eihthype thugs in the muthafuckin house 

Geah 

And like my nigga E-40 say: 

We got a colloseum of muthafuckas in here 

Tha Eihthype thugs 

C.M.W 

N.O.T.R 

Lil Hawk & Bird 

Da Foe 

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I'mma hit you up with the T, so better scoot 

Out the sunroof of the Coupe as I shoot 

And ain't no crack, little cluck, it's just bullets that I'm slingin 

Never-be-hangin, one-street-bangin 

We don't be playin, fools runnin at the fuckin lip 

Runnin, start runnin, you best not trip 

Fast from the hip (pop pop) explodin 

When the 9 mill starts unloadin 

You better be watchin what you sayin 

Cause niggas from 159th ain't playin 

Trey's and 4's and houses start hittin your block 

Mass hysteria, your bitch-ass gettin scarier 

Don't wanna catch the slug 

But you's a mark tryin to be a Tree Top Thug 

Can't get no respect, well punk, then try this 

Report your homies for domestic violence 

For beatin your bitch ass up and down the block 

Dash, David Gash, I'mma tap that ass 

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"Now we just gon' find these little marks and smoke 'em 

Shit it ain't that hard" 

I'mma tell you 'bout the time that we first met 

The story that you told was some fake bullshit 

It was me and Chill my pal 

The scene was like the showdown at the O.K. Coral 

It was you and then about five of y'all hangin 

Standin in the center lookin like y'all was bangin 

(Ain't nuthin but marks) 

Approached me with your "P" hat 

But I was high off the blunt, so I didn't see that 

But I'm knowin I'm a nigga you love to hate 

But you grab me by my shoulder and you conversate 

I shouldn't've fell for it, I should've started slappin 

Your eyes always dotted, you best stick to rappin 

David Blake: you fake as fuck! 

I mack your ass like a muthafuckin truck 

I guess that eye was too black cause you still can't see me 

Servin me a drink in your khaki bikini 

Oh geah, just like I said before 

Ain't nuthin but the ho on my dick 

Little trick named Quik 

Geah, quick to get fucked one time 

You better be callin one-time before I pull out my nine 

And nigga, checks this 

Fill your Lexus full of holes as you slam into poles 

Niggas should've just told me that you was a mark and 

I wouldn't've hit you up with that notorious park 

(You know where we from) 

Can't fade it, better fear it 

Playin around with the hood you get got 

Nick name should be Spot for that eye you got 

You and that fake muthafucka who wrote your rap 

My nigga Boom Bam gon' slap with the trey-five strap 

No muthafuckin truce 

Get the ass cracked over the dome with the fuckin deuce-deuce 

Don't make me have to act up 

Cause you's a frail muthafucka with no back up 

Original bangin on wax, nigga, you fake 

'member One-Time Gaffled, nationwide blue tape 

Original Compton representin to the T 

Givin out slugs to you fake wanna-be's 

Go run right through you 

And before we kill off, remember the 'niew did it to you 

Slick talkin, fast walkin 

Nigga, how'd you figure that the E wasn't gon' stand and deliver? 

You ain't worth a penny 

Never had a damn eye, dotted so many 

Times, two times, three times 

You fall to the floor, you don't want no mo' 

And if you wanna get with this you best to dash 

Geah, cause I'mma tap that ass 

West Side 

Fool, you can't fuck with the gangsta niggas 

Uh 

Ain't nuthin but the new style, you know? 

I likes that, 'the new style' for that ass 

9 to the fizive-0, fool 

You can't fuck with these killas 

So stay the fuck back 

And rounds up your little homies and shit 

Cause we comes a 159 deep nigga 

True Blue from the streets 

Wessyyyde