Mc Eiht - Comptown 2 Stocktown lyrics

Artist: Infinite Ma** /f MC Eiht Album: Alwayz Somethang Song: Comptown 2 Stocktown (Westside, in the house, for the ninteen ninety sick Yeah, Mc Eiht in the house, Infinite Ma** in the house And this is how we represent... check it out!) (MC Eiht) We represent from six thousand miles away We get our slang on, bang on, hang to the A.K You don't wanna play, say what you say What the _ _ _ _, Westside puts it down all day Handle mine with the nine-mill Clocking bills on the westside of the hill Ain't nothing change but the scrilla' You don't work, you don't eat So Im nothing but the k**a Keep on sweating this Compton thang Eiht Da Mack come strap, and high jack And damn plane, flowing like hawking birds You gets dub by this criminal n***a on the run We bangs like Crips and Bloods Straight thugs, from Comptown to Stocktown k**ing and d** It don't matter where you at gee From under the fifty night to Rinkeby We holds it down, E and the Infinite Bought it, twenty million crowns One two one two, check it out! Chorus(*2) We represent from Comptown to Stocktown From block to block, Glocks to Glocks All around You f**s around and you gets no pa** It's the MC Eiht baby down with Infinite Ma** (Cham) For the one's who's down with the Eiht hype sound From block to block, to da last busstop in your town I don't mean to rag, but we've gots that sh** Make weak rappers stand still, while we be spitting Out hits Foes get k**ed, everyday. And peace say may West Cause Infinite Ma** and MC eiht is like two to the chest That's wheel, that's how I feel, I gots to be hard Cause the world is hard, Im glad Im live, that's why I Thank god Standing here, in the middle of nowhere My mind is tripping on me cause, bu*ter's gone there What should I do? Im stronger than I thought Got my peeps together, and say, let's do it from the heart Years went by, my click got tight Pimps and hustlers on the late night hype On the next level, that no one can fear Cham represent from my block, to your town Chorus(*2) We represent from Comptown to Stocktown From block to block, Glocks to Glocks All around You f**s around and you gets no pa** It's the MC Eiht baby down with Infinite Ma** (Rigo-Rod) Foes be sayin' gees be weak, while my block not Just squeete my homie Shelf. With the sock round his Glock And that's how we live in the R-I-N-K-E-B-Y The place I call home, in the Stocktown zone And this is for all the slanging foes From them one's locked down, to them still hanging in the hood And nothing new, cause we been here for years With the Ma** and the Compton Psycho droping sh** in your ears And every track we makes be banging, for the ninety sick It's from Stocktown and Compton thanging And alot of groups out there, the lack, with the Ma** Rollin' with record-reppers, checking for fast Chorous(*2) We represent from Comptown to Stocktown From block to block, Glocks to Glocks All around You f** around and you gets no pa** It's the MC Eiht baby down with Infinite Ma** ...Sweden is the bomb, Stockholm is the bomb From Comptown to Stocktown, yoimsayin', it's ALL GOOD...