MC Eiht - Hard Times lyrics

Geah, we in the muthafuckin house

Eihthype in the muthafuckin house bitch, for the 94

Ain't no love ho, uh

And right about now Niggas On The Run in the muthafuckin house

Lil Hawk'n Bird in the muthafuckin house

Half Ounce in this bitch, you know I'm sayin'?

And this how we gon' do this for all the Compton homies

Niggas back the fuck up and let me get down

Another O.G. from the Compton town

Uh, so put yo' gun down, run up fool

And as you procede to run get that with the tool

It's Mc Eiht so what's up with that?

Ratta-tat-tat from the stolen gat

Uh, my nigga fuckin' Hawk & Bird got the Mac-10

Eihthype quick to do that ass in

Living in the street where we slang that cavi

Fool if you don't know, it's Compton - Cali

Hood rats tryin' to scheme on my riches

Hit the pussy and dash, fuck you bitches

Gotta watch out for the schemin' cops

Car jacking and macking don't stop

Come back to hit yo' fuckin' block with the Tec-9

I'm doin' my dirt cause fool it's hard times, geah

I never leave the pad without the gun

Dip through and kick it with some niggas on the run

They put me down on a lick

On some punk fools across town you can get the dick

Slipped up and fucked around, I seen the goods

Don't mess around with these niggas in the hood

I hit 'em up with that muthafuckin west side

Serve a clock-head for the fuckin' G-ride

You're all alone so now it's on

See the barrel of my chrome, take 2 to your dome, uh

You can't fuck with it fool so don't say nuthin'

Niggas I'm stompin' so I'll keep dumpin'

Don't try to fuck with the Eiht - ball

As I chop chop, timber, I'll watch that ass fall

So is that it? I don't think you want no more

Nigga new improved like Madden 94

Hut hut fool, so now you gotta punt

As I flick your ass like ashes off my blunt, hard times

Aw shit, you better run when the night fall

Eihthype fuckin' up shit on a murder call

So bail the fuck on before I start taggin'

Khaki's creased up bitch and I'm saggin'

All the way down the chronic row to the mutherfuckin Hub

Pocket full of bud

Niggas don't fuck around is what you heard

Back up's brought in by Little Hawk & Bird

Creep in the muthafuckin' home

Put 2 hollow points in your dome then I'm gone

Back out the muthafuckin' win - dow

Leave your crib smellin just like endo

Niggas got guns, niggas got funds

Niggas cap that ass so we niggas on the run, geah

Bail from the depths of hell, that's Compton

If you don't copy we knock out teeth

So bring your mark ass down to the spot

Where one times is hot and you might get got, hard times, geah

We in the mutherfuckin house

Eihthype in the mutherfuckin' house

Niggas On The Run in the mutherfuckin' house

And that's how we doin' it for the 94 nigga

So stay the fuck down fool, geah

Like I said before, geah

Nigga