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Song title: Mc Eiht - Hubtouchablez

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Geah (hey)
Hey
C.m.w in the house (rock on)
Hubtouchablez in the house (rock on)
Geah (hey)
Half ounce in the house, hey
(geah, cmon, geah)

I dips around, sips around 2 oclock
The hammers backjacked, cocked on the glock
Westward bound, stay down
To the fools thats gon bow
How you like us now?
Steady living by the trigger
I toss on nigga
Nuthin on my ass but tommy hilfiger
Droppin chronic by the pound
Whos teachin classes?
Bitches blowin all day with their naked-asses
Checks my spot, better yet, checks my knot
Jack to jill, round the hill, I get the scrill
Better pay me
I need the money, so Im goin crazy
Can I still kill it? you bet!
Words float from the tongue to get your panties wet
So hop yo ass in the back seat, lets roof
And stick your big ass out the sunroof

(chorus)

Hubtouchablez as we dips around
As we tips through your town straight puttin it down
We them killin muthafuckas with no regrets
Geah, hey

I puts it down funky enough like the d.o.c.
Maybe you cant see, blind like stevie
Thats sick, you blind and you just cant see
You need to wear sun-glasses like d.m.c.
Cruise around in s.5. classes
Sippin on d.p. in tall glasses
Bullet proof vest protects the chest, cause it aint wettin
Call me big daddy kane, aint no half steppin
whos got the props? whos got the props?
The hubtouchablez is in the house, it dont stop
Get moves for that ass
Come smooth on that ass
But the girls be shaking that ass for the cash
Got em hangin loosely
Just introduced me
Now you tryin to juice me
Damn baby, I know hos got their heat
But back the fuck up and gimme 80 feet

(chorus)

Hubtouchablez as we dips around
As we tips through your town straight puttin it down
We them killin muthafuckas with no regrets
Leave your crew fucked up, dont talk no shit
Hubtouchablez as we dips around
As we tips through your town straight puttin it down
Leave you crew fucked up, we no regrets
We them killin muthafuckas, want much respect

Hey, geah, hey, geah
Half ounce in the house (rock on)
Geah

walk this way cause its my way to swing
No playa hatin, aint nuthin but a compton thang
Fucked up, now you lookin silly
Body kinda chilly from the chrome milly
But milly couldnt imitate it no more
Like p.e. yo bum rush the show!
In fact, like goldie the mack
Take a nation of millions to hold us back
Play a game of knick knack patty wack
Toss my sack out and watch it come right back
Fatten the pockets cause we got to have it on the daily
Me and my nigga big bird flossin crazy
Girls to big lips, to big hips
Only get down for players with big chips
And we bes the biggest playas to straight macs
Snaggin taggin redbones to ? ? ? ? ? ? blacks

Hey, geah
C.m.w. in the house, uh cmon uh
Half ounce in the house, geah cmon
Yknow Im sayin straight paper chasin, got to get that greenery
Floss around geah, uh