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mc eiht - where u goin' 2 lyrics

[intro]
geah
blue stamp official
lets get em’

[verse 1]
i reminisce like pete rock
loc where the smoke go?
i take the heat, and take it back where they loco
i blow the point
compton’s loc’d out
on the d.l keep a low profile
n-ggers don’t smile
so the rounds tell
hustle be the m05 of h-ll
yell! when they come
where bang from!
check on the tattoos
swatting the income
and i dont sweat a motherf-cker cuz i’m on one
cuz the things ya been doing, n-ggers been done
geah’ eiht on the rampage
2 shots buck em’ down with the 12 gauge
and i i ain’t tryin to hit you with some blow’up
the inhale smell, have you chest start toe’up
dogness all day, n-ggers grind me!
keeping these fhony muterf-ckers way behind me

[hook]
geah t’geah t’geah
where u goin 2?
t’t’t’t’geah
where u goin 2?
i gives a f-ck where you going too
geah’t’t’t’t’geah
muterf-cker what you gonna do?
geah’ where u goin 2?
hitting westbound. compton all day n-gga hood sound

[verse 12]
got my mind made up, ima stick to the streets
until we all rich, whole neighbourhood eats
and i ain’t here here to rhyme like another dude
i keep it compton any time im in the mood
move over!
n-ggers try to get a rep
a new dance step, another concept
way you n-ggers slept?
its no joking…
muzic to to driveby and ya bloc left smoking

the hood rat stroking with the pa3
and you can get chicken for a very large fee
never me, cuz it’s real hard time’s
stick to the script. if you life like mine

another’ aiiight peebs
another dope sale
another day n-ggers all on you coat tail
grah’ what the f-ck a there yelling?
one time’s coming!!!
so n-gga start baling…

geah t’geah t’geah
where u goin 2?
t’t’t’t’geah
i gives a f-ck where you going too
geah eiht, littel n-gga what you gonna do?
geah’geah. where u goin 2?
im hitting westbound. compton all day n-gga hood sound…

its westcoast real talk say ‘bring it back!
they f-cked a n-gga one time in a cadillac
a cobel of switches, real rap and the hood rat’s
ya motherf-cking trigger n-ggers we ain’t with that
i teach the m-th-rf-cking lesson like ‘x. clan…
the westcoast’ uh yeah we mess around
so i go fight the power’s that breed
and find and dizz a corbels of suckers that’s phony
its on me, i die for the cause…
and put this bullsh-t rap back on pause
hold ya thoughts cuz we ain’t done
thing ya all wanna brawl, so we just begun
real rap we travel to any, n-gga [spy!]
m-th-rf-cking wonna battel but they -ss high
so play ya -ss out and die
its one shot till im off so it’s no mirage…

geah t’geah t’geah
where u goin 2?
t’t’t’t’geah
i gives a f-ck where you going too
geah’
and like me littel n-gga what you gonna do?
where u goin 2?
hitting westbound. compton all day n-gga hood sound

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