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mc eiht - got that lyrics

[mc eiht]
blue stamp
brenk we gon’ get ’em on this one
let’s get ’em loc

[verse 1 : mc eiht]
i’m one hundred from the hood point of view (geah)
west-west y’all my hood n-gg-s stay true (west)
my jeans still sag, the color still blue
hood sh-t, n-gg- spit geah, only a few
that’s what it do loc, i don’t flip
gang sh-t for the grip compton on trip
and it’s so necessary i don’t follow the speech
my motto be the hollow point slug for each
f-ck the radio, ban me, they can’t stand me
never winnin’ a grammy, still gon’ [?]
b-tch give a f-ck about swag
i’m a real d boy check the duffel bag
compton till i die, or somebody k!ll
the hood got me back like that for real
n-gg- chill got it back on lock
that real deal heavy weight flood the bock (geah)

[hook : dj premier & mc eiht]
you’re reppin’ the hood, eiht?
got that!
you’re smokin’ that good, eiht?
got that!
you’re reppin’ the west, eiht?
got that! leave it to your n-gg- to bring the streets back and uh
you’re reppin’ the hood, eiht?
got that!
you’re smokin’ that good, eiht?
got that!
you’re reppin’ the west, eiht?
got that! geah! hold up

[verse 2 : mc eiht]
history of violence
move in silence
compton keep it bang, here’s your daily guidance uh-huh uh-huh
n-gg- i be the truth
every line is mines i spit in the booth
tryna make that sh-t that make you feel good
never commercial, eiht real hood
who would? n-body but your n-gg-
rep to get dough just like he should (geah)
eiht never change programs
dance records, m-th-f-cka slow jams
for the b-tches that smoke and love real gs
nappy -ss head n-gg-s with tatts like hes (g-geah)
please believe, yes indeed
eiht keep it straight till our minds off greed (yes)
geah give ’em what they need
real dead, watch suckers mislead

[verse 3 : mc eiht]
geah, it’s hood sh-t when the streets start yellin’
that west coast dope, m-th-f-ckas keep sellin’
anybody tellin’, keep spreadin’ word
authentic to the ear, so pure you heard
everything is bomb
when the real gon’ drop so these n-gg-s gon’ [?]
stop in the name of the streets
these n-gg-s tryna serve y’all backin’ soda [?]
tryna [?] top when their sh-t don’t pop
in the land of the lost, scream h-ll is hot
one shot make me k!ll n-gg-s chance
indeed take a chance be the circ-mstance
eiht got the flava of the year
gangsta ’round here with my n-gg- premier
steer clear for the weapon’s test
enemy to your hood so they make an arrest

[hook + outro : dj premier & mc eiht]
you’re reppin’ the hood, eiht?
i got that!
you’re smokin’ that good, eiht?
i got that!
you’re reppin’ the west, eiht? (geah)
i got that! (g-g-g-geah, i bring it back and uh)
you’re reppin’ the hood, eiht?
i got that!
you’re smokin’ that good, eiht?
i got that! (g-g-geah)
you’re reppin’ the west, eiht?
blue stamp official
year round m-th-f-ckas
geah!
brenk sinatra on the beat (got that)
[?] wanna hear this sh-t right here?
real compton authentic!
leave it to your n-gg- to bring it back
more than your average
more than your ordinary (got that)
compton official
most wanted n-gg-! (got that)
geah!

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