Represent Lyrics - Mc Eiht

Intro: 

G'yeah how we gon' get on this one? (westside) 

Uh my homey bird in the house (n o t r in the house) 

I said da foes in the house (there's pork in the house) 

Mc eiht in the house g'yeah 

And this how we gettin down (the new style in the house) 

To the west my gz to the west 

To your chest my gz to your chest 

We puttin it down 

From block to block to scale this town 

>from crooked cops to, dope spots, all around 

Uhh, hot poles to six folds of strawberries 

Hood's tight like fort knox, runnin thru military 

Attitudes, don't even try it, tek 9's 

Ak's, will be stored in a riot 

Quiet as kept, we creep, put you to sleep 

No bull-essin, dirty ass mac 11's keep spittin 

Killers they cheat *? that they ass?* 

Punk one-times gaffle to my homey tiny t's battle ground 

187's, 211's is for the paper 

No ... kiddin, caps get peeled in the city 

E's bringin you the bomba 

Ragtops we sell, oh, from compton to alandra 

Cruisin in my 6-tre wit eazy-e 

Blunt smokin, tryin ta dash from the c-p-d 

Do or die for the wicked westside, who's the best? 

Fake the west as i pound it on my chest 

Compton is where we do it all day 

G'yeah, bitch, oh why you come my way? 

"get revenge" is the motto 

Crack sacks to, pull jacksta, down st.ives bottles 

Representin 

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G'yeah come on, uhh 

To the west, my gz, to the west 

(uhh, g'yeah, puttin it down for 9-6) 

Homies, we're county bound, wit the hot 9's 

One-time slam my face to the ground 

Hot girls can you set you up 

Hollow points, hit the car when, them compton gz bust 

(who) can't stand my definition? 

Murders i wrote, gats i tote, is my daily day mission 

Kids get caught up in the rapture 

Wit the murderous styles that they after 

Young guns, dumpin to keep it pumpin, gots ta leave sockin 

Keep dem 9 mill's rockin 

No place is this place i dwell, cross every states 

House compton cell mates 

Tossed souls get torn 

1-5-9, i represents us the day i was born 

Musta been my destiny 

Blast to the face so they won't get the best of me 

To make a big fat grip (grip) 

Land of the, sunshine, tek 9, we steady dip 

Come test me, don't wanna do it, i keeps it jumpin 

.44 mag will definitely keep you stumpin 

We back again 

Them killers from the c-o-m-p-t-o-n 

I'm representin 

Photos 

G'yeah, (where we goin?) 

To the west, my gz, to the west (to where?) 

Uhh, to your chest, my gz, to your chest (so waddup?) 

To the west, my gz, uhh 

Compton all day, compton all day 

G'yeah (come on, uhh, come on, uhh) 

Our motto's "do or die", we specialise in 

Hittin switches and dumpin fools in ditches 

If it's on, it's on, regulatin 

Player hatin, run your organisation like a poem 

Put that down like james brown, i got'cha 

Hey fool, i shot ya 

Domes get delivered on platters 

Hot heat from under the seat, fools you better stagger 

My uzi weighs a tonne 

Stomp and claimin compton from, g'yeah, day one 

Sometimes i got to thank god 

For puttin me in the middle of the land, where homies buck and sqwuab 

For life, compton for life and not for this rap 

Stay true to the streets, so gz get it straight 

It just got to be that way 

For my gz that's, why everyday 

Sneaks around, to put the buck down 

Compton 24/7, g'yeah, stay the hell down 

We clown on the daily 

Others try and fade the west but they must be crazy 

I'm representin 

G'yeah (hey, come on) 

To the west, my gz, to the west 

Uhh, to your chest, my gz, to your chest 

And we ain't sayin no names, uhh 

Compton, uhh, g'yeah 

Buck em down, buck em down 

Buck em, brrrgh, uhh