mc eiht - gangsta gangsta lyrics
[scratch sample: erykah badu]
(“better tell your soldiers”)
[intro: kurupt}
yeah, you know we’ve been doin’ this for so many years, man makin’ it real big, you understand me?
mc eiht, kurupt young gotti
i mean, we all we got, you understand me?
west coast!
we got dj premier in the buildin’, makin’ it happen with us
what’s up, day one?
i mean, i can only do it like this
gettin’ g-gettin’ high
high, high
i can only do what i do best
the rest is a mystery
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you know me myself and i
all i know is, the way we do it
[bridge]
all day
g-g-g-geah
all day
g-g-g-geah
all day
g-g-g-geah
all day
all day
g-g-g-geah
all day
geah
all day
all day
g-g-geah
[hook: eazy e & mc eiht]
gettin’ g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher
geah, geah, geah!
uh-huh, blue stamp official
kurupt young gotti!
gettin’ high
we gotta get ’em
keep it real hood
beatin’ them down, loc
(“better tell your soldiers”)
geah, check it out
geah geah!
[verse 1: mc eiht]
i run laps ’round n-gg-s, loc, relays
i keep this m-th-f-cka hood for the djs
ak’s in the trunk, geah, set it off
hotbox in the whip, everybody cough
we ain’t soft m-th-f-cka, geah, the block go
couple b-tches get to trippin’, cuh, let ’em know (“fall back”)
about the m-th-f-ckin’ bread, on that, feel lead
here’s a toast to the west, one shot to the head
either the pistol or the gl-ss refill
kickback, hit dat m-th-f-cka and chill
you don’t even know the shooters when they surround the place
remind me of 3rd b-ss, give ’em the gas face
geah, p.e. number one
still a menace, where these m-th-f-ckin’ n-gg-s is from?
(ay where you from n-gg-?!)
geah, stay calm (“fall back”)
and tear up the spot ’cause you know it’s the bomb
[hook: eazy e & kurupt]
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher
aw man
smokin’ on some of that bomb, doin’ the do, y’hear me?
ain’t nuthin’ else to do but relax with the homies in a picnic
smokin’ on that bomb sh-t
got them moonrocks, them kurupt moonrocks
if you’re tryna get high, y’know what i’m sayin’
(“better tell your soldiers”)
(ay, what up, my n-gg-?)
aw man
[verse 2: kurupt]
my b-tch is trippin’, my mind is gone
i don’t make funny raps or love songs
i’m a menace (my n-gg-) that’s right
and that’s everything that baby girl likes
feelin’ heavy, sedated
the game’s equated
the lames are hatin’
i’m glad that i made it another day (“fall back”)
westside story where the story is told
in the land of the homies with the daynas and vogues
ready or not, here i am
katrina is my b-tch, i’m breakin’ levees and dams
i’m the man, m-th-f-cka
i’m the man, m-th-f-cka
toucan sam, m-th-f-cka
double nickel approach
trouble, stick ’em and roll
never gave a f-ck about a hoe, m-th-f-cka
for real’a, guerrilla, m-th-f-cka
at coach-lla with jhené aiko, m-th-f-cka
[hook: eazy e & mc eiht]
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher
geah, geah!
back at ’em again
brenk sinatra on the beat
my n-gg- day one in the buildin’
geah
(“better tell your soldiers”)
[verse 3: mc eiht]
i’m down the boulevard, trunk full of beat bang
shotgun with the heat while my b-tch sang (hey!)
mama, i’m in love with a g
d-mn right, got game, then the p-ssy is free
paper cup in my lap, b-tch, foot to the floor
here we go, here we go, stop at the liquor store (“fall back”)
geah, real hood life on the daily
good day then the strap’s on safety
one time on the prowl with the profile
low-key with the floss, loc, that’s how
money ain’t a thang, stay hood on the whole g
n-gg-s on the mic, b-tch hittin’ the flow, geah
can it all be simple?
i do it for the west, neighborhood, and kinfolk
i been spoke that
west all day where them gangstas at
geah
[hook: eazy e ]
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-cka
n-gg-s know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta, is that what they’re still yellin’
higher than a m-th-f-cka
know what’s up
i’m that gangsta gangsta
g-gettin’ higher
gettin’ high
(“better tell your soldiers”)
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