Any Meanz Lyrics - Singles - Mc Eiht

Geah (check it out) 

In the muthaf**kin' house (geah) 

For the paper 

Mr tony back in the house regulate y'know I'm sayin' 

Half ounce hoodlums in the house 

Geah 

Deadly decisions is what I'm bringin' 

Be's the problem solver when my revolver starts singin' 

A thin line between life and death you're stuck 

When my mind turns corrupt so I'm mentally f**ked 

I be bringin' the pain like meth 

Inject the meth in your vain you're seeing thangs insane 

Hollow points start to spit 

Regulate your block no bullshit 

Bust a u-turn the tyres burn rubber g 

Retaliation of the robberies after me 

No aftermath 

Instead the bloodbath keep steerin' the b.g.'s on the west path 

Chest blast 

Buckshots touch yo' whole side 

N 2 deep no sleep when we ride claim that west gang 

Always the side of ridahs 

Gang of arms out the windows is if we responds 

Homicides: points chalked up for the victory 

Y'all know it's compton 4 life, ain't no killin' me 

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Chorus: (x2) 

For years we've been accustomed to serves the fiends 

On the streets keeps the works stuffed away in jeans 

Bitches and niggas do damnest things 

Buck buck for the paper by any meanz... 

I needs cheese no bullshit you better know it 

If it's a contest to be the greediest i'ma show it 

It's all for the scrilla 

Divine, cristal, no wine, top biller 

Seven digits is the destiny 

Don't let the feds, the clock-heads get the best of me 

You know who got it, heavyweight 

No sacks premium shit 

Bitches beg mr. tony: you just don't quit! 

Cash flows to make fat flips since '86 

Where the cash connects western union through mix 

Hoes got the pick up straight back and no stoppin' 

And watch out for the bird 

Cause they just might got the word 

Who runs to west side got the bitches on deck 

Check it, for 20's and 50's they gettin' naked 

Y'all knows the deal it's complication nines I tote 

On a mission, premonition, money flips to coke 

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Chorus... 

One time got me on a foot pursuit 

Yell freeze in the air as they start to shoot (get up!) 

Money that I loot thus begins the chase 

Plea's no contest when I'm slapped with a case 

Judge put my bail at a mill 

Free as a bird, lawyer tryin' to fight appeal 

Still got the co - nnections which direction 

Fly birds straight through your intersection 

Reflections of the way life used to be 

Where me amigos gave lots of love on the kilos 

Servin' the g way 

Five hun' floats on the freeway 

In the d-game got a street name blowin' the chronic 

Too difficult to get with the west ebonics 

No gin and tonic, situations ironic 

Bullets spittin' too fast like my fingers bionic 

Chorus...