F/ eazy-e, mc eiht         Mack 10: do some shit with my niggas from the cpt, ha ha   you ready eiht?       Mc eiht: yeah, c'mon      Verse 1: mack 10      I was born to ride, bangin, pack heat   Got turned out early by them scandliss freaks   Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix   With a love for hoochie chicks and pullin jewelry licks   Moms said, 'mack, baby watch for danger'   I said, 'momma don't you know I'm a real gangbanger? '   I can't switch over night and be good   And I'll be damned if a nigga turned his back on the hood   So I walked out the door, hopped in the regal   Twistin tripple gold with the all black eagle   Got a deuce fired at scoob's, I need a gat   So I stopped and got the tech from my g homie wreck   He said, 'mack, don't slip dog, u gotta stay heated   And here's the extra clip incase you might need it'   Get the eighty eight skate, ang get your slide on   Throw the hoo-bang plack in the back and your ride on      Chorus:   Ride for me, i'ma ride for you   You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew   Get yo ride on, get yo slide on, who the best   Nobody rides like these killas from the west      Ride for me, i'ma ride for you   You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew   Get yo slide on, get yo ride on, who the best   Nobody rides like these killas from the west      Verse 2: eazy e      1, 2, 3, and to the 4   Eazy muthafuckin e with a chrome to your dome   Cruisin, in my 6-4 rag top   I got a lot of juice, a lot of fuckin block   Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin   More bounce to the ounce and I'm clownin   Keep the gat in my lap 'cause I'm fully strapped   For the car jackers, but no haps 'cause I pack a   Tech 9, plus a a-k 47   Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven   Peep, nigga I don't sleep   Bury muthafuckas in the concrete   You try to creep kinda slow in a astro   But I'm peepin niggas out in my left window   So I blast, and I blast, so I blast no more   Yo, they call me motherfuckin john doe      Chorus      Verse 3: mc eiht      Real thugs roll 'cause the westside's sick   Which enemy depicts to catch the 9 clip   Slick, but not like rick, the gang story   G's kill and ain't shit funny like joe corry   Don't make me laugh 'cause I'm on the wrong the path   Catch the blood bath, it's the aftermath   Slang strike to make money, now ain't that simple?    That silly nigga's wearin vest's but we aim for the temple   Watch my nigga's back, who sacked the yayo   Keep the calico with extra ammo   So and so gets blasted, to the casket   Never seen these westside g's face, we masked it   Ya'll best be defeat and be discreet   Catch the hot heat from across the street   Take me in the dump schools that, wanna push me   Retaliation, straight better than hitten pussy      Chorus      Ugh, mc eiht in the muthafuckin house   (yeah, hoo-bang one time)   Yeah, ha   (hoo-bang two times)   Rest in peace eazy e   (the hiphop thugsta)   (yeah)   Fa sho   (mack dime)   Come on, ugh   (all day baby, all day baby)   Westsideriders!! ugh