Set Trippin’

Lyrics

[INTRO: MC Eiht] Hehe Geah Ain't nothin' but killers in this bitch Uh (Uh) Check it out (Come on, uh) In the muthafuckin' house Nigga For the 9 to the 6 Ain't nothin but the VIII Hype Thugs Uh, come on It ain't nothin' but the VIII Hype Thugs It ain't nothin' but the VIII Hype Thugs Geah, nigga Check it out Set trippin', uh, c'mon [VERSE 1: MC Eiht] Err, as I hit you up Not givin a fuck (Uh) Geah, I know you hate it (Oh) Gang affiliated (Geah) For niggas trippin', they wanna hang (Hang) Punk bitches talk shit, I'm down to bang bang (Uh) The thugs roll too thick (Thick) Bangin' before hair start to grow on my dick (C'mon, geah) Fool, you best not be slippin' by your lonely Collectin' my stripes, 'cause B.G. Eiht was hungry (Oh) Done trapped, Eiht spit speedy In the M.C. we hit your block lookin' too greedy Innocent by-standers in they driveways (Hey) Yellow tape, here it comes, no better days Stripe number one, you bitches ain't feelin' me (C'mon) Bust caps every day, ain't no killin' me (Oh) So you better run (Uh) 'Cause I'mma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum [Hook: MC Eiht] Set trippin' Them niggas are flippin' Got a gang of guns So you gots to run (2x) [VERSE 2: MC Eiht] Uh Straight (straight) thuggin' it up, and I'm not givin' a fuck Anybody gets bucked (I said buck-buck-buck) Geah, that's how we do it (do it), straight clownin' (Clownin') 9 mill' gat I'm packin', keep frownin' Fool, 'cause it ain't no thang (Ain't no thang) Fresh Chucc T's with the fat-ass strings (Fat-ass strings) Uh, you gets my point (point), khakis saggin' 'Cause of the gat full of fuckin' hollow points (Watch out now) That ass gon' get shot up bad (That's right) That ass gon' get a shot-up pad I hope your mama ain't home, I hope your kids ain't 'sleep Ain't no shame in this muthafuckin' damn game (C'mon, uh) Catch my gang affiliation (Brrah) And you gon' get hit, sent on a long vacation Fool (uh), so you better run (Run!) 'Cause I'mma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum (Brrah) [Hook] [Interlude: MC Eiht] Nigga, uh MC Eiht in the house (That's right) Take 2 to your mouth, uh, c'mon, uh Boom Bam in the house Take 2 to your mouth Nigga [VERSE 3: Boom Bam] It's just a handful of niggas can hang with me (Uh) I'm a clean example how this nigga became a G (Huh) At the age of 15, I got tatted up That's when my punk-ass enemies got gatted up With the 9mm hittin', spittin' in the darkness So pass me a light, so I can spark this Blunt, punk, or get slapped upside yo' Black head (GEah) Don't smoke yay, but I crack heads And for the niggas that don't believe, I gots to show 'em (Show 'em) That I don't trust a muthafucka far as I can throw him (Ain't nuthin') VIII Hype Thugs, and we love pumpin' 'em slugs Up in muthafuckas' heads, leavin' 'em for dead (That's right) 'Cause shit is gettin' drastic I had my gat, so I blasted (Blasted) Now you're wrapped in plastic (Uh) And labeled with the toe tag (Toe tag) I bet your bitch-ass, won't be comin' with no mo' drag (See ya, uh) So you're best to run (Geah) 'Cause I'mma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum [OUTRO: MC Eiht] Word What the fuck? Geah The notorious, victorious VIII Hype Thugsters 59 Compton all day (Geah) We don't play (Try to come deal with it) And we down like that And we out, uh, uh [Hook] Geah, uh Oh!