MC Eiht Lyrics     Long-standing Cali gangsta MC Eiht has been bustin' caps on wax since 1990. Along with CMW, he delivers graphic tales of dealers, dimes and drive-bys, all set to funked-out West Coast production. He released Section 8 on Mack 10's Hoo Bangin' Records/Priority in 1999. Download MC Eiht MP3s here Buy rare MC Eiht vinyl records, CDs and rare music albums: Death Threatz Last Man Standing Section 8    Tha8t'z Gangsta Underground Hero    Veterans Day We Come Strapped

Mc Eiht Song Lyric: Tha Business [eiht] Geah (hey) Bitch Get down like you live, hey, uh Get down like you live Geah Uh, we’s a gang a player niggas that’s out for dough Gettin money 24 My crew’s out to collect nuthin’ but major dough Floss around like kingpins in a rag 5-0 Can’t nuthin’ touch us - cause we’s a Tight-ass click Rolex presidential Filled with diamonds and shit Who pull the licks straight Pound after pound since ’88 Shoe boxes full with cash meant to stash from the yay’ Federalies can’t harm me Black-ass army in armani And they still Can’t see me Cause I’m - paper down Fiends to keep happy Never - fuckin frown Mr. tony the blacker baron My bitches in g-strings covered by donna caren Mr. tony never leave ya: bye bye! Versace suits with the fuckin’ collar - butterfly Cristal everybody drinkin’ Bitches ain’t gettin’ in if their pussy stinkin’ Check it out You know tha business, you know tha business Step back and peep And say what is this A gang of player niggas That’s out for dough Getting money 24 Lil’ hawk fo’ sho’ Geah [lil hawk] Peeping my nigga We fucking hoes by the dozen Walking around This muthafucka too buzzing ? ? ? ? ? ? ? drink posted in my hand ’cardi and dom Cause I’m the muthafuckin man Step with a stroll Little hawky too cold On speakers that’s ? ? ? ? I play them ho’s on the low You know How the shit be going When we be blitzed High as fuck And now them hookers sucking dicks [da foe] Aha aha, I needs them muthafuckin millions on the west So I can roll in a benz And have a big lex On top of the world Is f-o-e When I’m lettin’ your ass know this is c-p-t 4-4 mags keep niggas tight When we trying to stack them ends on the late night hype Hustlin’ is how a nigga make move For the business, my record blow up faster to Triple You know the business [eiht] You know tha business (geah) you know tha business Step back and peep And say what is this A gang of player niggas That’s out for dough Getting money 24 Big nasty fo’ sho’ [big nasty] You see tonight we gettin’ deep In gucci and armani Gator boots and boogie suits With the button from versace Diamond down is a must And a considerable part of our gear from the ? ? ? ? princess cut To the 6 pound studs in my ear Hoppin out of the two-tone rolls Killa ? ? ? ? on my toes, got me Steady hollerin at ho’s, this niggas cold and it shows Diamonds shining These beggars steady blindin Peepin ho’s I be findin and grindin, figures steady climbin’ Who smoke weed the most? Cristal when we toast In j-boogie coats 300 foot speed boats Smokin’ pounds of yay Nigga we guzzlin courvassier Girl these nasty and eiht And these mobsters don’t play Get down like you live [eiht] Hey Geah (we ain’t fakers) You know tha business Get down like you live Geah You know tha business, bitch, you know tha business Step back and peep And say what is this A gang of player niggas That’s out for dough Getting money 24 Ah ah, fo’ sho’ Best stay the fuck up out my pockets Cash flows to blast off like rockets Anybody sippin’ Cristal - I ain’t trippin Cause the papers to burn Tommy hil from head to toe With the heads to turn Jet boats Bitches in bikinis with life coats Max in the isles of hawaii Or the alpine slopes Fur coats keep the bitches smilin’ A little diamond Keep the pussy for a little while and I’ll be gone Mr. tony street tycoon Lounging, 4 rottweilers, 5 bedrooms (hey) Basketball court with a olympic pool Big screen, sony play station geah, that’s kinda cool You wanna max? 7 digits on my new contracts Guarantee paper stacks, dips in - nautica slacks Y’all know who’s the macks And bitches - this ain’t no game Cause ain’t a damn thang changed And the names stay the same Get down like you live Geah Get down like you live ho’ You know the muthafuckin business Eiht hype, mob town and we outta this bitch Geah Get This Ringtone Ain’t Nuthin’ 2 It All Around The Hood All for The Money Any Meanz Anything U Want Automatic Can I Get Mine? Can I Still Kill It? Caution Collect My Stripez Compton 4 Death Compton Bomb Compton Cyco Dayz of ’89 Def Wish Iii Def Wish Iv Drugs Killin Endoness Flatline From Yo Hood 2 My Hood Fuc Your Hood Goin’ Out Like Geez Got Cha Humpin’ Hard Times Hold Up Hood Ratz Hubtouchablez Iii Tha Hood Way Killin Nigguz Killin Season

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