Nuthin' but the Gangsta

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MC Eiht

Aaron Tyler (born on May 22, 1967 in Compton, California), better known by his stage name MC Eiht, is an American rapper. His stage name was partly inspired by the numeral in KRS-One's name. He chose Eiht for its links to "hood culture", including 8Ball and .38 caliber firearms. He is a member of the rap group Compton's Most Wanted. more »

Year:

1994

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featuring Spice 1  Redman 

Intro: MC Eiht 

Geyeah  we in the motherfuckin house 
Eiht Hype in the motherfuckin house  geyeah 
1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house 
My Niggaz on the Run in the motherfuckin house 
Lil Hawk and Burn in the motherfuckin house  geyeah 
And ain't no love in the nine fo' hoe 

Verse One: MC Eiht 

It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog 
Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog 
Makes me want to be a nigga, for hire 
Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin, fi-yah 
Hold my nuts and make my cash 
Break this ten and a half off in your ass, uhh 
Walkin with a strap and a bad ass rap 
You get off first, before your enemy tries to peel your cap, uh-huh 
And bitches can't hang with the pack 
Fools talkin smack, it makes me smack you right back 
Niggaz got beef 'cause Eiht Hype's a mack 
And since the age of thirteen, I've been packin 
Fool I slang a gang of twenty bags 
Thick stuff in my pocket makes my khakis sag 
Always on the lookout for the, helicopter 
Blast from the AK fill the fuckin copper 
It's do or die, motherfuckers die 
Niggaz from the Compton streets so don't even try, nigga 
You get slugs from the stub for offendin me 
Nuthin but the gangsta in me 

Chorus: 

Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3X) 
Spice 1 come down 

Verse Two: Spice 1 

I am a G, yes I'm only a G 
Walks like a G, talks like a G 
So A to the motherfuckin K 
It's your one-eight-seven crew ass nigga from the Bay 
Murder-be-pullin-my-gat-quick, to slap shit, pistol-whip they ass 
I'ma do the blast, then Eiht you get cash in 
Dash, the f*ck out the cut 
Fifty bullets up in the nuts, nigga that's how we runnin up 
I-pulls-my-hat-to-the-back-when-I-smile-but-a-motherfucker-peelin-his-cap 
Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, handle plastic 
Say killamatic,killamatic,killamatic,killaman with me glock 
Piggedy pop motherfucker, watch em drop, motherfucker 
Just a G, comin up out the Bay with a AK 
Put it in your face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig nigga 
Disrespect me I'ma bank ya 
'cause I'm nuthin but a motherfuckin East Bay Gangsta 

Chorus: 

Nuthin but the gangsta (3x) 
Ha ha, come on nigga 

Verse Three: Redman 

Check it out 
Oh my God! I destroy cities like the Blob 
Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from here to Cape Cod 
F*ck a job, my organization runs like the mob 
The original Joe Pex Flex, Redman bitch you better ask somebod 
Prepare to slam from here to Japan with jams 
I'm from the Jersey section and I keep it real for ninety-four and 
I can't march on swap meets, y'all duck sects I dissects 
But I pack a nine gat and the cops, still don't know where mines at 
black, huh!! I snatch the Beauty from the Beast 
It's that funk deceased nigga comin through bitch so grab your hairpeace 
I got the gangsta in me plus I'm not friendly 
to a bitch-ass whose mouth runs more laps than the Indy 
Now let me spice the track up, MC Eiht pass the bone so I can get lifted 
And a head can get blown when Bronx pass the biscuit 
I drop the funk and drop a body to show I'm serious 
The gangsta means I'm live, rappin from New Jersey, period!! 

Chorus: 

Nuthin but the gangsta (8X) 

Verse Four: MC Eiht 

Hit the weights everyday like Popeye the sailor 
Bailin with my squashed up khakis and Chuck Taylors 
Just touched down from San Quentin 
Hand me that fresh ass Pendleton, uhh! 
It's nuthin but the gang, thing 
Makes me hit the corner and slang 
Board and quarter about a hundred times 
Don't be servin no dubs and dimes 
But I do it, no hesitation 
F*ck it, I'ma violate probation 
No one gave a mad f*ck about me 
Since the age of eight I roamed the halls of LB 
Pops thrown out never had a big brother 
Put on the set when I could pick the right color 
The homey put me down on a half a bird 
Turned it into key now they bomb for me 
Rollin in the Trey on fuckin gold d's 
Nuthin but the motherfuckin gangsta in me, geyeah 

Outro: 

Nuthin but the gangsta- geyeah 
Nuthin but the gangsta- come down 
And that's how it's going down 
That's how it's going down, uhh 
1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house 
Niggaz on the Run, Lil Hawk and Burn 
Nuthin but the gangsta (4x) 
Geyeah

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