[Intro]
Geah [x3]
Blue Stamp Music make it official
Yo' n***a Eiht in the buildin'
Brenk Sinatra on the beat
You beatin' 'em down, Loc!
Keep It Hood [x4]
Geah

[Verse 1]
I’m on a '9-1, Chevrolet crawl
Headin' West where the motherfuckin' sun fall
West up y’all, like my n***a Dub
I keep it level so the 13's don’t rub
38 snub if a n***a got beef
Ashtray roaches of some fuckin' Chronic leaf
Grief gon' come to some unlucky mother
We in so deep what I keeps my brother
Only the rap tales and n***as with high bails
Make sure the herb weigh right on the scales
Smoke in the city for real it’s no play
Smoke in the air and West this way
We come strapped so n***as'll take flight
Or rather fuck around with a rat that's tight
Geah, authentic words from the pen
Flow to the pad and, geah, do it again
Geah
[Hook x2]
Baby, it’s on (Geah! Geah, geah!)
You probably wonder why it's takin' so long
Bitch, have my money, n***as they tote straps
Compton all day, West Coast on the map

[Verse 2]
Come on
N***as slang shit just to make ends grow
Fast money come, n***a, fast money go
Out the spotlight how I like my hoe
Clyde & Bonnie bitch when the One Time show
Stay down for you, n***a, I’m headed back to jail
Money on the books mean the product sells
Hell, that’s the motherfuckin' life I lead
N***a on the run, a hoe and good weed
Music to Driveby on the CD player
Words pronounced clear from the hood rhymesayer
Pay your dues, which way you choose
I’m West wit' it, n***a, so, geah, that’s good news
Bitch sing the blues if she know Eiht lines
Maybe she know a n***a like just like mines (Like mines)
Tryna gets mines we finds
It’s hard, like I need a scene sometimes
And uh
[Hook x2]

[Outro]
Blue Stamp in the buildin'
Yo' n***a Eiht in the buildin'
Geah, my n***a Brenk in the buildin'
Geah, you beatin' 'em down, Loc, uh!