Living N' Tha Streets Lyrics - Mc Eiht

Gyeah Gyeah Gyeah 

Its goin out to all them G's 

To all them thug niggas still in the pen 

All my homiez in YA and shit 

Still in the struggle 

For all them thug niggas out there representin hoo bangin to the fullest 

What all you motherfuckers gon do 

Check me out 

What you motherfuckers gon throw up 

What you motherfuckers gon do 

Get your ass sow up 

When I blast the 22 

Player times is ill 

Half of you niggas be wishin rhymes can kill 

Hoo bangin who claimin the same hood as me 

I guarantee them motherfucker ain't as good as me 

I'm takin chances when givin circumstancers the deal with 

Got a brand new Gat from my homiez so I can kill with 

17 shots makin 17 niggas drop 

Now its 13 ammalances headin to the circle spot 

To some of them niggas sleepin like toxic ways 

It will be a closed casket cause I blast to the face 

They got a taste of my heater 

Hoppin cisalin like cup of heater 

The only way that a nigga coulde be tha 

Its the be fastest a fuckin sheeter 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Gyeah 

I said bangin in the CPT 

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I sit back and reminisce about the days of old 

As I crack the OGO watchin my platinum vote 

First rule I always had to roll with heat 

Cause its a cold cruel world with some stonecold streets 

Which block you set trippin happy 

Wrong shit out of their teeth catch the reef 

No sorrow cause it might be me dead tomorrow 

So ya'll see the hollow its the cold I follow 

I really miss my G that got shot last year 

So I shead a tear and pour out a little beer 

Now look at how the enemies made me I'm crazy 

Disguise is hazy from your shoulders you can't face me 

I blaze up the blunt start to talk up Gyeah 

All the points for the hood I don't chalked a Gyeah 

Cause I ain't got nothin to loose 

I'm yellin WEST you bitch as I serve you fools 

Come on 

Photos 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Uhh 

I said bangin in the CPT 

Gyeah 

Uhh 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Uhh 

I said bangin in the CPT 

Come on check me out 

I said life ain't nuttin but bitches and money 

Blast get the cash live my life like yummy 

Time to flies when I ride it seems funny 

Make shure I spit the shells deep up in your tummy 

Who got shot on your block the spots hot 

Caps get peeled on your block like tic tac 

No happy days just criminal ways 

And the criminal mind make shure the crime pays 

Who lays deep in the cut I'm givin a fuck 

Cause sometimes I just feel like a nut 

Drove off in the alley so I can hit they gates 

And release the wooden handle 38 with dub take 

They cock the half of my nigga L from Gray 

Chronic got me beepin my chest like them AGE 

Brave ain't the case they gave me was 187 

For sendin niggas to hell and heaven 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

I said bangin in the CPT 

Gyeah 

Come on 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Bangin in the I-N-G 

Gyeah 

Come on 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Bangin in the S.C 

Gyeah 

I said what you motherfuckers gon throw up 

Bangin in the LBC 

Gyeah 

Come on 

Ohhh 

Hoo bangin in the house 

Come on Gyeah 

Hoo bangin in the house 

Come on Gyeah 

Its goin out to all my G's 

Its goin out to all my G's locked down in the pen 

Still on the struggle 

Now the fuck we do it 

Gyeah 

WESTSIDE fo life 

CPT till I die 

Hoo bangin to the fullest 

Gyeah