Mc Eiht: Collect my stripez

[EIHT] (don't fuck around...) Geah In the mutherfuckin house To the 9 to the 6 Compton in this bitch, uh And we in this muthafucka lookin' too greedy This goin' out to all the Hub city players baby Check it out Gang way cause I'm nuthin but a killer A nigga that kill, that's real Eiht gon' steal to your Mutherfuckin jaw Fuck the southpaw We go knuckle to knuckle, I'ma watch your ass buckle (geah) It seems that you talk much trash but I'ma be like Rockets Hard to dump on that ass (pop pop pop) Niggas lookin' faulty, you done fucked yourself this time With the notorious 1-59 You goin be feelin kinda nervous when we pass you Your ride full of holes when we blast you Got no muthafuckin stripes at all Go toe to toe with the M.A. and they gon' fall sucker Better duck ah, I'ma buck ya Serve you like a clucker, punk muthafucka You can't hang with the greatest heavy weights Niggas On The Run, Lil Hawk & Bird, Da Foe and Eiht So fool get your flip on, you're trip on Better skip on Before I get my clip on Geah, bitch, right And I'm just tryin' to collect my stripes (don't fuck around...) Nigga Eihthype in the house nigga Young Prod in the house nigga Westside in the house [YOUNG PROD] A East Side Ridah Gots to put it down for the goods I'm slangin' G'd up, throwin up the hood (gangsta) The homies got problems Swerve in an all gold trey, dumpin' (geah) Leanin' out the window deuce-five, bust Givin a fuck like Ike Turner Corner, one times at the light In motion With my big homie on D's (c'mon) Since it's all about the hood I'm jumpin out with the heat, peep Hit that block and stop, I'm in traffic Breakin with the deuce-five strap Call me a classic A B.G. bustin caps for stripes But now it's drastic I wish I had a plastic glock And now we blastin Muthafucka brains and thangs Cause I'm a bastard It ain't nuthin but killin When you dealin with the evil side Caps get peeled And it's still to the G That's how it is Collectin' stripes [EIHT] (don't fuck around...) Eihthype big baby, geah... And ain't nuthin but the killers in here Like I said once again my friend Niggas in this muthafucka lookin' too greedy Geah, watts up rat big baby We in the muthafuckin house, geah Punk mutherfuckers wanna act up How can you speak when you got no fuckin back up? I guess we got bitch niggas in the C.P.T. Tryin to represent but ain't worth nine cent Niggas need to get cut down to size Puttin permanent marks under they mutherfuckin eyes To be or not to be killed is the question When I lay slugs in they muthafuckin chest and You lookin silly - billy Don't hit that high note As I slit your throat Can't stand it, goddamnit! I'ma ram it Any time, any place like Janet I'ma serve you like Flow and Mel's diner Then break your fragile-ass like some china Knick knack paddy wack, give a dog a bone Scaredy cats need to get that ass on We rolls heads like bowling balls Serve your block with the glock like house calls (geah) So don't be fuckin with the crew when I'm buzzed Geah, right and I'm just tryin to collect my stripes Nigga, uh Eihthype in the muthafuckin house Like I said once again my friend It ain't over till the fat bitch spit And she ain't spittin shit Cause we ain't spittin' shit but the nina To the mutherfuckin six, y'know I'm sayin? Fuck all you fake-ass fools out there Cause we ain't nuthin but the True Blue gangstas From the Hub city y'know I'm sayin? West Side hoo-ride all day Nigga and we don't play Eihthype in the muthafuckin house, erb