Dayz Of 89' (Explicit) - MC Eiht

Geah

Some of that thug sh*t

Hoo-Bangin' Gangsta's 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 9's

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: f**ks the world

Young ni**a with dreams of schemes

For the cash but then awaken

To the sounds of late nite gun blasts (boo-yaa )

My moms told my a**: hit the floor

Before the hot ones echo through the window

Damn what the f**k it's - my block

Graffiti lookin' greedy and niggas who slangin' rock

Fo' sho'

I wanna be like that f**k 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 llello

And I can collects the - cash flow

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Pops sendin money in lines

From out of state but too late

I'm on the corner now way past eight

Better they be on the look out

For dark head lights

Or get caught up

In a twist of a long kiss goodnight

Love the days of gettin paid

With the cavi I cluck

When I roam the hard knocks

Are the court down block

Turnin' tide

Now you b**ch niggas - wanna trip

With a year-old Cutlass

And a bag full of grips

Still dips the hood stay true

Is what they tell me f**k you b**ch-a** niggas

Know the nina never fail me

Lord forgive me cause sometimes I can't deal

With the pressures from the hood

Where the mentality to kill

Protects me and my kids next that's real

Jealous-a** b**ches cause y'all gots no skrill

Time will reveal

I be damned if I

Let y'all niggas stop my next meal

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked hoes keepin' hid from one time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Now I sits in late nite spots and cluck chips

With a bag of chips eatin loaded up extra clips

Watch out for the knock at the do'

Throw your money through the mail and pick up the damn blow

Quickly now don't let the po-po show

Or I'm hitted

To the spot where the moon don't blow

Life's a b**ch (uh)

Life's not a dance

Life's too short for my a** to try to chance

Last place niggas get caught with the f**kin dollars

Have your a** on G R while I dip Impalas

Blue-collar niggas sellin to white-collar fools

But I don't givin a f**k y'all know cash rules

Pay your dues stay true

To the street

Get your money man

Fo' sho' packs my heat

Told by the G's that talk is cheap

But y'all know since the days I'm in too deep

C'mon

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Life ain't nuthin' but money and hot 9's

Crooked ho's keepin' hid from One-Time

You got your strap uh I got mine

Takin' you back to the time of '89

Geah

Compton

Geah

Hoo-Bangin' to the fullest

Geah