Late Nite Hype Part 2

Geah

Compton

Geah

Where we from? 

All day...

The weeest side...

All day

Nigga

We from the west side

(1-5-9)

All the time

I gots to get mine so ima take your

I do what I gotta do, kick in some back doors (geah)

You dont work, you dont eat is the scene

A nigga like myself got to get me some green

I heard a nigga say: I got a little business trick

So smooth your momma wont know your tryin to make a grip

I said: whats that? 

He said: dont worry bout that!

Just grab this muthafuckin gat and stick it behind your back

Where the fuck was we going I wondered, didnt give a damn

Because the hood took me under

Stick the gat behind my back with an extra clip

My nigga said: e just watch your back and you best not slip!

I said: homie you dont know me

Dont you see saliva drippin from my mouth? Im too hungry!

Jump in the bucket, fuck it!

Take a look back at the crib then hit the pedal to put in my bid

We in the bucket, best believe we gon doing some lootin

We got straps in our laps, we gon be doing some shootin

Headed to the west side

To start some shit, fired up the blunt

To get my head buzzed to pull the hit

Now Im ready to cook

Take the strap on my back and I take another look

Im ready to do some muthafuckin trippin

Im ready to hit your mutherfuckin block

With it cocked, catch you slippin, we in the bucket jettin

Must be nearin the spot because Im sweatin (ah, damn!)

My nigga peeped and said:

E sit back under the seat as he reached,

Pulled out the mac (yeah its on)

Hit a couple of corners slow then he killed the lights (geah)

Grabs my strap cause tonights the fuckin night

I guess this is where the plot thickens

Niggas fix, niggas pluck and fuck like some damn chickens

Fools just best stay hid

Aint no shame

On the corner like caine, we might be poppin off some damn kids

Jump out with the strap

Niggas caught off guard

Slipping hard

Running for the damn backyard (run run run)

Somebody got two keys behind a damn door

I look at my nigga and say: what we waiting for? 

He said: Im waiting on you

I said: no shit? then step aside

And watch this muthafuckin 9 spit

Ready to leave dead bodies on the curb

Im gon be sitting on fat - when I get them birds

Not thinking, nobody can do me

Through the back door, I know its looking like a fuckin movie (geah)

Big boss man behind the chair and hes scared as fuck

Pop in clip number two and I commence to bust (pop pop pop)

Not giving a damn

Mentalitys do or die

Hollow points hit the chair as the feather fly

I hear him scream out loud homey you dirty!

I tell him: shut the fuck up! wheres the birds? 

I grabs the suitcase

Its good (thats right)

Unloads my strap like a real g should

Like santa claus with a sack full of goods

Im heading

Back to the hood

Im back with a mac

In the front seat of the benz and Im flossin

Niggas get in my way and Im tossin

Not from shaolin but Im down with the cream

They sayin shame on a nigga, know what I mean? 

Geah but Im just that type

The niggas gon pop you on the late nite hype

West side...

Geah

Where we from...

The west side...

Geah

Cmon

Cmon yall

1-5-9 all the time...

Cmon yall

Compton in this bitch

Eihthype...

Ya know

Just like last year I said my friend

Geah

Bitches sing!

Come on

Geah