Geah Some of that thug shit Hoo-bangin' gangstas in the house Representin' for the west Compton one time Check this out, uh Geah Hoo-bangin' in the house We gon' do it like this Compton in the house For all the thug niggas out there Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot nines Crooked hoes, keepin hid from one... Check me out Somebody help me out the ghetto Cause there's some things I just can't let go, uh My mind takes a twirl Lord, I try to cope with it, but I scream: fucks the world! Young nigga with dreams of schemes for the cash But then awaken to the sounds of late nite gun blasts My moms told my ass: hit the floor! Before the hot ones echo through the window Damn, why the fuck it's - my block Graffiti lookin' greedy and niggas who slangin' rock Fo' sho', I wanna be like that, fuck mike Unless mike was on the corner with a strap at night Gettin harrassed by the cops cause he's tryin' to make some dough So he can push up from a caddy and dumps the pinto So everybody in the hood can cops the lleyo And I can collects the cash flow