Gangsta Smash - MC Eiht

Up in the club, they shaking ass

Beef in the spot, we put it at blast

Blunts, rolled, I pull out the stash

This is the way we gangsta smash

Lean, yo.

Weed, blow

Switches we bouncing it low-low

Compton hip, we fucking dope

W shown out the window

Enemies know what they in fo'

Cops try to gather that info-

-mation.

Frustration

Who in the fuck left these shell cases?

Drive-by, hood rich

Real gangstas won’t talk and don’t snitch

Gang-banging niggas who won’t switch

Live by the model and trust no bitch

Get your papers

Beaten so they can’st evade us

On it we know it’s the fucking best

To d-day we die so fuck the rest

If you got beef get that shit off your chest

Open your brain in your bulletproof vest

Compton, the city, we standing tall

Gang raw phone call

Hood rats, gang tats

Dope trying to stash under car mats

Police asking where the guns at?

Jack and boy you better lay flat

One stab, jump in and pop

Breath in real hard as you duck from the cops

Fleeing the scene or the evidence drops?

Keep making moves, avoiding the stops

Tired from all the fences you hop?

Get away clean and you setting up shop

Either stay or transform

Slip and homeboy you be heading to court

Telling your niggas to hold down the fort

Send them some flicks and a little support

Stressed out, stretched out

You know what county jail life’s all about

Gang man, strap in hand

Money is made on the corners we stand

Money is wrapped with the rubber band

Shoot them up when enemies roll in

Gun spark, car crash

Mission complete, so collect the cash

No need to floss, so build up your stash

Hiding my face, the cameras flash

Top notch, grab your crotch

Now the block trying to form neighborhood watch

They gonna keep hating the way that I am

Keep shooting and hoping my guns don’t jam

Who dipping again?

We don’t give a fuck

It’s like in the hood, homeboy, we stuck

Until the day we come up

Keep to drinking my cup