Late Nite Hype Part 2

Geah<br>Compton<br>Geah<br>Where we from?<br>All day...<br>The Weeest Side...<br>All day<br>Nigga<br>We from the West Side<br>(1-5-9)<br>All the time<br><br>I gots to get mine so I`ma take your<br>I do what I gotta do, kick in some back doors (geah)<br>You don`t work, you don`t eat is the scene<br>A nigga like myself got to get me some green<br>I heard a nigga say: I got a little business trick<br>So smooth your momma won`t know your tryin` to make a grip<br>I said: what`s that?<br>He said: don`t worry bout that!<br>Just grab this muthafuckin` gat and stick it behind your back<br>Where the fuck was we going I wondered, didn`t give a damn<br>Because the hood took me under<br>Stick the gat behind my back with an extra clip<br>My nigga said: E just watch your back and you best not slip!<br>I said: homie you don`t know me<br>Don`t you see saliva drippin` from my mouth? I`m too hungry!<br>Jump in the bucket, fuck it!<br>Take a look back at the crib then hit the pedal to put in my bid<br>We in the bucket, best believe we gon` doing some lootin`<br>We got straps in our laps, we gon` be doing some shootin`<br>Headed to the West Side<br>To start some shit, fired up the blunt <br>to get my head buzzed to pull the hit<br>Now I`m ready to cook<br>Take the strap on my back and I take another look<br>I`m ready to do some muthafuckin trippin`<br>I`m ready to hit your mutherfuckin block <br>with it cocked, catch you slippin, we in the bucket jettin`<br>Must be nearin the spot because I`m sweatin (ah, damn!)<br>My nigga peeped and said:<br>E sit back under the seat as he reached, <br>pulled out the Mac (yeah it`s on)<br>Hit a couple of corners slow then he killed the lights (geah)<br>Grabs my strap cause tonight`s the fuckin night<br>I guess this is where the plot thickens<br>Niggas fix, niggas pluck and fuck like some damn chickens<br>Fools just best stay hid<br>Ain`t no shame<br>On the corner like Caine, we might be poppin off some damn kids<br>Jump out with the strap<br>Niggas caught off guard<br>Slipping hard<br>Running for the damn backyard (run run run)<br>Somebody got two keys behind a damn door<br>I look at my nigga and say: what we waiting for?<br>He said: I`m waiting on you<br>I said: no shit? Then step aside<br>And watch this muthafuckin 9 spit<br>Ready to leave dead bodies on the curb<br>I`m gon` be sitting on fat - when I get them birds<br>Not thinking, nobody can do me<br>Through the back door, I know it`s looking like a fuckin` movie (geah)<br>Big boss man behind the chair and he`s scared as fuck<br>Pop in clip number two and I commence to bust (pop pop pop)<br>Not giving a damn<br>Mentality`s do or die<br>Hollow points hit the chair as the feather fly<br>I hear him scream out loud homey you dirty!<br>I tell him: shut the fuck up! Where`s the birds?<br>I grabs the suitcase<br>It`s good (that`s right)<br>Unloads my strap like a real G should<br>Like Santa Claus with a sack full of goods<br>I`m heading<br>Back to the hood<br>I`m back with a Mac<br>In the front seat of the Benz and I`m flossin` <br>Niggas get in my way and I`m tossin`<br>Not from Shaolin but I`m down with the Cream<br>They sayin` shame on a nigga, know what I mean?<br>Geah but I`m just that type<br>The niggas gon` pop you on the late nite hype<br><br>West Side...<br>Geah<br>Where we from...<br>The West Side...<br>Geah<br>C`mon <br>C`mon y`all<br>1-5-9 all the time...<br>C`mon y`all<br>Compton in this bitch<br>Eihthype...<br>Ya know<br>Just like last year I said my friend<br>Geah<br>Bitches sing! <br>Come on<br>Geah