Mc Eiht - Tough Guyz Lyrics
YoGeahYoHalf ounce in the house, what?Check it out, check it outDont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hit, geahWe got the hos locked downHalf ounce in the houseIts like thisMon diggiYoStick em[mon-diggi]My visions outta focus cause I lit the hocus-pocusAll Im leavin for you vultures is a couple of *****roachesMon-diggi split your wiggy - probably incidentalWhen I rape your instrumental but we gon keep that confidentialI really can keep a secret but you tellin liesHesitant to representYou like a ***** in disguiseTalkin about you need a trend so you can wet the tough guyzAnd suspense is your evidence, lay it to scuff guysMust I - do the cappin, I would love to keep rappinBut I heard you always packin and *****-made when it come to scrappinMon-d, sinister m.c. is x-facinLookin for your captain so I can smack and p.d. wack himMy tactics are more than just bad *****es and backShiiit, jackie chan would ***** around and get his ass blastedStupid bastard - diggi blessed the sessionNiggas in my section are lookin for some new direction[eiht]Dont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hitWe gots the hos locked down from town to townAnd we keep on payin, dont give a ***** what you sayinDont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hitWe gots the hos locked down from town to townAnd we keep on playin, so ***** what you sayin, geah[boom bam]We got problems that you wouldnt believeThe world is filled with hatred, player haters and greed (geah)And I cant lie - cause we all done took part in itAnd aint no pointin no mutha*****in fingers of who done started itYou gotta be down for your get downYou gotta be ready to put your hit downThen ready to split your grip down (geah)The middle - gotta be fairSigns posted in the hood, all niggas beware, now check it(check it out)One time cant maintain no orderThey the ones gettin checked, need a restrainin order (chin chin)Against niggas like me thats on the warpathSo get your umbrellas ready because the forecast is gloomyMy extra large t-shirt be roomyFor the gat that I pack, new jacks that wanna do meL.a. is the place where punks die quick(half ounce is the click you cant ***** with)[eiht]Dont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hitWe got the hos locked down from town to townAnd we keep on playin so ***** what you sayin...Criminal mindeds the kingpin, I starts my lootinKillin these *****-ass niggas when I starts my shootinHundred miles and runnin stops from the copsIn the back seat hops as I starts to popGivin a *****, got the extra clip in the under coverBlast with the ski mask, blame it on anotherOld dirty e from the c-p-tStill kill from c to shine m.c.Deadly catastropheCompetition, compete its costlyKilling you softlyHoles in your body with the shotty (boom boom)Wheres the party, its killin any - body (geah)Hos turn silly like the ? ? ?Evil stunts like ? ? ? packs my pieceBefore I escape, uhEiht aint done yetKill em allAnd ride into the sunsetDont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hitWe got the hos locked down from town to townAnd we keep on playin so what you sayinDont be comin around my way with that tough guy shitOnly west side allowed and we wont get hitWe got the hos locked down from town to townAnd we keep on playin so ***** what you sayinGeahCome onHalf ounce in the houseHalf ounce in your mouth *****
