[Intro: MC Eiht | Scarface]

Geah

What up, niggas? (Ha-ha-ha, what's up, nigga?)

The Compton psycho is back

Stompin' this shit for the nine-deuce (Yeah)

And check this out

My nigga Scarface is in the motherfuckin' house

Been walking down the block, with a pocket full of rocks, ha-ha-ha

What up, Eiht?

And we 'bout to drop some gangsta shit (Word up)

(Rap on)

[Verse 1: MC Eiht]

I guess it's true what they say

When you're too far gone ain't no turning back

And coming from the Compton mack, that's a fuckin' fact

Livin' in the city where bitches won't

Give up the pussy for free, so a nigga don't

So here's my story, another story about a nigga

Who lives his life by the fuckin' trigger

Gotta get my serve on, nigga, you don't hear me though

Throw up the hood, might blast on 5-0

First I hit the Ides and get pumped up

Now I'm rollin' in the car kinda slumped up

I pop the glove box, then I reach the block

Then I plug your ass in the chest with the Glock

And that's how the shits get done

I guess I'm a motherfuckin' nigga on the run

But I won't let them take me alive, so I don't sleep

'Cause, geah, I'm in too deep

[Interlude: Scarface]

Yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, in too deep

Ain't no turnin' back

Cock up your motherfuckin' gauge

(Rap on)

[Verse 2: Scarface]

Mister Mister Scarface for the nine-deuce

Niggas pack a .9, fuck you, bitch, I pack a .9, too

Millimeter Ruger for you hoes who try to flex nuts

You point your shit, I point my shit, come nigga, now let's check nuts

Born a hustler, raised a hustler, never gonna stop, trick

Buck a hustler, motherfucker, boy, you better die, bitch

Found myself a buster, had the boy front me an O.Z

Fucked him out his money, worked my way up to a whole ki'

Now he's got some niggas trying to ball 'Face

Time to go to work, need some back, better call Eiht

Call my nigga up, kicked the fundamentals

Two-way ticket, 3 o'clock, continental

Eiht rolled in with the motherfuckin' task force

Bucked them hoes off, dropped him off at the airport

Niggas don't ever fuck with me

'Cause I'm a nigga who plays the game for keeps

Drop you on your ass with the quickness, 'cause I'm in too deep

[Interlude: MC Eiht]

Geah

The criminals is in the motherfuckin' house

(Rap on)

[Verse 3: MC Eiht]

Now they got us on the run, but we tired of runnin'

Got the Glocks all cocked, let the fools keep coming

Scarface got the motherfuckin' pump under the seat

So niggas better duck or your ass is fucked, geah

The mad man with nuttin' to lose

So you better bring your strap or catch the blues

And um, or get served like a damn clucker, sucker

Or in the end be a short motherfucker

Now them one-times is all on my back and

Heard that Eiht and Scarface peeled the cap and

They wanna gaffle us up, but it's a shame

Can't fade the best from Compton and the Midwest

So watch your back when the niggas step

'Cause the scene that what's left is your whole family's death

And fool don't sleep

'Cause sorry motherfucker, we in too deep

[Outro: MC Eiht]

Geah, in your shit for the nine-deuce

MC Eiht in the motherfuckin' house, with my nigga Scarface and shit

DJ Slip in the motherfuckin' house

And we killin' the shit off, geah, ha-ha-ha-ha

Geah