California Bangers Brotha Lynch Hung & MC Eiht

[Intro: MC Eiht]
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chyeah
Real gangsta niggas
Lynch, Eiht chyeah
The Hood chyeah checc it out

[Verse 1: Mc Eiht]
The hood is mine, nigga get bacc
Imm set up shop and get my stacc
When I'm in the CPT set up on the nine
When I'm in Garden Blocc everything is fine
Hit Lynch on the line tell him chyeah I'm coastin'
On the blocc all day strictly West Coastin'
Ain't nuthin' else but I stay straight
Wit real gangsta ass niggas in other states
Ain't no phony cops n cats get chase with gats
Any bitch nigga I diss improve my stats
Hoodrats I been done had'em
Friends turn into enemies I ain't mad at'em
They hate when a nigga get his paper right
Not fuccin' Sean Paul but I give'em the light
Red beam the light I'm talkin' 'bout
Face you mothafuccas get to walkin' out chyeah

[Chorus: Brotha Lynch Hung]
North, South California Gangstas
Eiht, Lynch California Bangers
Wait you bitch its a no-brainer
Trust you snitch we coathanga stranglas
North, South California Gangstas
Eiht, Lynch California Bangers
Wait you bitch its a no-brainer
Trust you snitch we coathanga stranglas