Geah   In the house   (come on)   In the muthafuckin house   (in the muthafuckin house)   The viii hype thugs   (geah)   Geah   (stick em)      (ain't nuthin to it   But to do it)      [ verse 1 ]   Call it what you want, but I need some ends (some ends)   Cause without no ends, you gots no fuckin friends (no friends)   Tired of pacin the damn flo' in wholly sweat socks   Graduated from the fuckin school of hard knocks   Moms used to kick me down with some loose change   First summer when I start tryin to gangbang   Everythang I was sportin was the color blue   (geah) gave a mad fuck who I threw it up to (come on)   Dip through, and you gon' get put on yo back   159 gees strapped with macs (that's right)   Now let me down this st. ides, cause it's all good   Another experience when you're growin up in the hood   I'm givin a fuck about school, a damn about moms   Droppin plenty of bombs while passin car alarms (that's right)   I got this glock cocked ready, and i'ma shoot it   (ready and i'ma shoot it) ain't nuthin to it      (come on)   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   But to do it   But to do it   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it      [ verse 2 ]   Moms kicked me out at the age of 15   Cause she ain't havin this (ah-ah), her son a street pharmacist   Had them clucks hoppin faster than jumpin jacks   1st and 15th tryin to get off them 50 packs (wassup? !)   Hop my spot on the corner, "what you need? "   Got my fuckin clientele, yes indeed (yes indeed)   I play it off like I'm in school, at the bus stop   Slingin this muthafuckin cavy to your moms and pops   I stacks my chips and dips   All around the neighborhood flossin, hoodrats I'm tossin   The park rolls too tough   Not givin a fuck about 'don't do drugs' and that dog mcgruff   (ha-ha) my 50s turn to c's   And pretty soon my c's turn to big-ass ki's (come on, ugh)   Geah, baby, you know how we do it   (that's right) ain't nuthin to it      Somebody say   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   But to do it   But to do it   I said   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   (who in the house? )   Viii hype in the house   (that's right, come on)   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   But to do it   But to do it   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it      [ verse 3 ]   We go out for the dollar bill (bill)   Niggas that kill (kill), tryin to be loc like sugarhill   Our shit's on tight, better yet late night hype   Keep your shit on cool before you say goodnight   For good (geah)   Ain't no fuckin with the notorious hood   Ain't never hesitant   To clock them fuckin dead presidents   We got connections from east to the westside   Illegal runners who drops in a g ride (run, run, run)   Packs and stacks of fat grips   Nationwide service as we as we send em little bitches on trips   (that's right) ain't a damn thing funny (ah-ah)   Like I say again, it's all for the money (it's all for the money)   So listen how the ego's strive   Ain't no dolly parton, fuck workin 9 to 5   (workin) ain't nuthin to it   (geah, fool) but to do it      Geah   And that's how it's goin down in the 9 to the 6   With a bag of tricks for that bitch-ass   Geah, uknowmsayin?    So take a journey to the hub, uknowmsayin?    And you'll experience a new thang   Dealin with the hub city players, uknowmsayin   The westside, uknowmsayin?    Give it up for prices that niggas just got to fuck wiht   Tryina get it, uknowmsayin, that pro shit   Viii hype thugsters in the house   Somebody take me out   Geah   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   But to do it   But to do it   Ain't nuthin to it   But to do it   (but to do it   But to do it)      You wanna make money?    Nuthin to it, nuthin to it, nuthin to it   Play on your honey?    Nuthin to it, nuthin to it, nuthin to it   Smoke some bud'?    Nuthin to it, nuthin to it, nuthin to it   Be a viii hype thug...   Shit, that's kinda hard to do, big baby