[Verse 1: WC]

Blum-blum, blinky-blum

When I pull it out I cock it, watch em all run-run

From the gun play, made them lay on they face

And, bitch, when I spray, it ain't no fucking can of mace

I'm the last nigga to tango with, a cane and a ankle quick

Dub-C and Eiht, on some working them ankles shit

'Bout- time, some niggas dropped- rhymes

To make you represent, and putting them fingers out high

Hi, haters, from the state of the Raiders

Still getting paper, dressed like Dickey in Taylor's

Raised by this shit, I lay dip and scrapers

Sticking to the script, so this shit can't break us

Touch my chips off, I'll kick y'all

Have you here rolling on the ground, like a motherfucking eightball

And when I'm readily, keep niggas wishing like candling

Look, mother, there go that man again

[Chorus]

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah, geah)

And you could represent like this

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah)

And you could represent like this

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Yeah, geah, geah)

And you could represent like this (yeah, yeah)

Geah, niggas, geah, bitches, geah

And you could represent like this

[Verse 2: MC Eiht]

No nuts, geah, loc, no glory

My mind play tricks, but that's another gang story

3-2-1, and the gats blast (Brr)

One Time swoop through, kinda fast (Ooh)

Fast lane life, so a nigga chase (Geah)

All for the snaps, can a nigga taste

Break yoself, geah, kill or be killed

In a land where it's fuck your side, feel-

You-deal, real raps be the program (The program)

Eiht, Dub-C, be a summer jam

Hood with the first, g'eah, loc, one hunned

One of the West's best, muhfuckers don't want it

Two hard muhfuckers, West up

Wifebeater, bandana and a paper cup

Fo' deep, two hats to the back

One shooter on deck, when the beef gon' crack (Brr)

Geah

[Chorus]

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah, geah)

And you could represent like this

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah, geah)

And you could represent like this

Here we- go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah, geah, geah, geah, geah, geah)

And you could represent like this (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Geah, niggas, geah, bitches, geah

And you could represent like this

[Verse 3: MC Eiht]

Me and my girlfriend, been tight since grade school (Tight)

Lesson for the day, get paid, fool (Ching)

Yeah, nigga, pay in full

Bullshit on the mic, so the strap get pulled

Nigga never waste time, when it come to the grind

All day keep it West, DJ, rewind

Eiht and Dub-C real hood, loc, take it back (Take it back)

Golf hats, eightball in the Cadillac

Down the block low rats, in the next lane

Where the hood cellophane, earrings match the chain (Hey)

No pain, no gain, make it rain

So strange, no change, Eiht just stay in my lane

Funny niggas on the mic, check they vocals

If it ain't hood with the speech, go loco (Loco)

Psycho, like the motherfuckers, you could tell

Me and my niggas Dub-C, rap for real

Geah

[Chorus]

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit (Geah)

And you could represent like this

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit

And you could represent like this (Geah, geah)

Here we go, here we go again, it's a gangsta hit

And you could represent like this

[Outro: MC Eiht]

Blue Stamp Official!

Yearround! (Geah, geah, geah)

My nigga Brenk Sinatra on the beat

You beatin' 'em down, loc! (Geah)

Because, they had said that we was

Smoking all his fire, shit was-

We was just bad to the bone, we was gangstas