Mc Eiht - Nobody Beat Us lyrics

[Intro] Geah! G-g-geah! G-g-g-geah! G-g-g-g-geah! Cmon, It's compton! G-g-g-geah, It's compton! Uh, Dub I-N-C [Verse 1] Who in the f** can y'all call along to represent? Disrespect the west and he talkin sh** Til the casket drops, boy I don't quit Wit the hammer co*ked back, boy too legit That's gangsta, the only thing I'm wit Compton hoodrats, every word I spit And ain't nothin but lowlives, girl go buy jeans Try to find her a hood star, b**h got big dreams Man, her and the homegirl f**in teens Tryin to make it to hood rich by all means A true west coaster, gun, no holster Wit the gang bang signs thrown up at my poster There's so many motherf**in in love thugs Got quick to spit love arrows, no slugs We ain't doin nothin but shootin up in the clubs West coast n***az, wrong fools to rub [Chorus 1] Geah, Geah, Geah, Geah It's compton Dub I-N-C, Uh, Dub I-N-C [Verse 2] In the middle of the street, Let the strap commence Tryin to f** wit the best side, It's so nonsense It's obvious I got the best of you What's left is the breath of the all star shoot It's all for the money, What would you do? Sell out for the sh**? Real g's stay true To my real street rhymers, Reppin lifetimers n***az still strugglin, f** them hill climbers We ain't tryin to outshine, Speak the outline I could say it last time, The hood is mine And I gotta deal wit so many jealous-a** fools Still smilin in my face man, We ain't cool You ain't earn no respect boy, Follow the rules b**hes tellin me eiht don't be so cruel Geah, That's just the way we live Don't worry, Cause I got extra shots to give [Chorus 2] Geah, Geah, Geah Dub I-N-C, Cmon it's compton Geah, Geah Nobody beat us kid, Nobody beat us kid [Verse 3] Man I can't stop and I won't stop Reppin dub s til the casket drops And if y'all fearin the west, Best call the cops Symbolize wearin hood bandannas in drops Homeboys, Make some noise, Ya guns pop Hoodrats in the summer shorts, Skirts, And tops Barroom brawls, Backs against walls Wit a bail of 20 g's, b**h make some calls And i'ma stay so hood Street stripes ain't talkin so I knock on wood n***a, I fight the power, Black steel in the hour Even motherf**er who spit it could never get it And I'm wit that, As a matter of fact One hand over the dash, Stop the blowback Catch a blow, Jack, Oh no, It's not a act While you face down, Ya b**h givin the bozack [Chorus 3: x2] Geah, G-g-g-g-geah, It's compton G-g-g-g-geah, Uh, Nobody beat us kid Nobody beat us kid [Outro] To the West, you know how the f** we do Uh, nobody beat us kid, nobody beat us kid Geah, original, CM Dub, geah Nobody beat us kid, Nobody beat us kid