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Mc Eiht - Automatic
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(intro) Geah Hoo-bangin in the house cmon Geah Eihthype in the house cmon Geah And Im representin Real compton city gs on this one My nigga [? ? ] in the house We gon set it off like this (verse 1) Yall niggas wanna toss on me Throw sum Get ready for the hot one here it come Yall scream like bitches scheme my riches Too suspicious my glock rocks to your jaw Nigga just too vicious land of the lost Whos the boss get tossed have you seen her My nina, shes catchin a misdemeanor My rep gets bigger my finger on the trigger I cocks the hammer back like fucks you nigga! I let loose shells fly like the [? spruise-goose? ] Push weight protects mine, much juice I hoo-bangs with a gang and slangs caine Fuck what you tryin to get nigga, its my thang! [? ? ] cops more white and hit claims I serves everything from white to mary jane Im hittin the one times with a fake last thing Just to keep my ass on the streets, in the game, its automatic (chorus) I represent the hoodrats and the b.gs The niggas on the corner whop white to make cheese If you want some then niggas bring static Its automatic (verse 2) You need to get at me, Im the g Locin and provokin dips blocks with cavi Search a ki cross the street and smash out The 63 bounce back to the same route You fools best get the fuck off my cold tales Gang tales of how the fuckin dead body smells Late night horror shows in jail cells Represent where you from no one to tell Life aint nuthin but the hood and snaps Hoodrats carry work with straps in they laps Quarter niggas with nicknames play craps Enemies tryin to cross the front line Get capped nuthin but escape, uh Second flat my gat let loose like rat-a-tat-tat The underground hero guess yall is back My custom, my khaki suit and a blue cap, automatic (chorus) (verse 3) I make it difficult for a nigga to find me Crazy-ass hoo-bangin gs behind me Youre fucked up for that last time fo sho Now you know, two in your door, four to the floor Any nigga wanna bring it-bring I guarantee your ass will hear the glock sing Quick to hit out like [name] the street king Shells ricochet up your body, ping ping Eazy dont come to [? ? ] pound West to the chest Is the best get-coast On the contrary I shots down your post Youre gettin next to me, uh, too close Close down your whole block froze down Infiltrators end up-no sound You sorry muthafuckas heres your showdown Eiht caught a hot one now Im county-bound, automatic (chorus) (outro) Geah Eihtype in the house cmon Geah Hoo-bang in the house cmon Yall know how the fuck we do it Yall know how the fuck were livin Real compton gs I said them real compton gs My nigga fredwreck and julio g on the beat Yall know how the fuck we do this Hoo-bangin affiliates till we die nigga Compton till we rest You know were the best The west (westside) Yes! Westside! Geah
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