Word  Bet  This beat is like funky  Youknowmsayin?  Who put this beat together, man?  Yo, that's the DJ Unknown  What, Unknown?  Niggas didn't think he was capable of somethin  They don't we got somethin for it  Yeah, man, I wrote some funky lyrics to this  Alright, let's get busy...    [ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]  It was a Friday, and Eiht was chillin like a criminal  Didn't know the time, so I peeped out the digital  Jumped in the hooptie, turned on the ignition  Had the slightest worth of gold, but still was on a mission  Down Alondra, rollin kinda tough  Twisted up the chocolate thai, and I started to puff  Aroma smells better than a rose  Needed a shot of the bird, but the sto' was closed  Swooped to my girl house to see what was poppin  To let me know if the panties was droppin  Baby wanted snaps, twenties by the dozen  I guess the tramp thought that the E was buzzin  I couldn't fade it, why the hell should I jib?  Got the 20 sack of thai, and I'm here for the crib  I can't go out like that, that ain't my type  I hooked her up on my late night hype    Geah  Word  Hey man, I don't know what's up with baby, man  This broad is like real trippin  Hey yo, want me to run somethin, homeboy?  Man, I guess, man  Baby thinkin she gon' gank  Ain't no sleepin  Run it down    [ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]  I was coolin to let you know Tha Chill cools out  Explanation, Chill'll tell you what it's about  At the pad, on the way to E's to get got  And I'm thinkin of a sorry clown we should jack  10:30 is the time I start bailin  "Chill from C.M.W.", the girlies yellin  Pay no attention, all they wanna do is bone ya  Stepped back off the curb, came E around the corner  Music was thumpin, heads started bobbin  Swoopin through Compton like Batman and Robin  E is kinda late, what's the plan for the evening?  (Let's roll till we find a pack of girls that's skeezin)  Skeezin? I play the game like a sport  Yo E, roll out, let me hit the Newport  Boys from Compton (Geah, right)  And we hooked you up on that late night hype    Too fresh  Eiht and Chill is back with a funky track  Yeah, you know that  Hey, I got a 100 to spend  What's up on some Hen?  Yo, man, I'm with that  Let's roll down Compton Boulevard  I know there's stores, they open like, late night  Wanna step?    [ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]  2 a.m. on the 91 freeway, lookin spooky  Headed to this girl house to get my dookie  Stopped at the station to fill up the tank  4 niggas rollin, I better watch out for the gank  Move, it was smooth, one of the fools jumped out  Started poppin all this ying-yang from his mouth  I said, "Look, my name is Eiht, and I'm your local town rapper"  He said ("So what? I'm your local town jacker")  Right then I knew I couldn't reason with the chap  So the thought came (E, peel his cap)  I reached under the seat, the sucker got brave  * shots * (Sucker) The punk was sprayed  Checked out myself, everything was cool  Damn, had to lay to rest a crazy fool  Geah, don't try to play, cause yo, that ain't my type  And you'll get hip to my late night hype    Damn, suckers on my tip  Man, homeboy just didn't know  So we got to peel  Youknowmsayin, E?  Man, Chill, these suckers got to know ain't no sleepin  Homeboy, you know we know what's up  And that's on that  Youknowmsayin?  Hey man, let's kick it  I'm with it    [ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]  On a night when things was goin kinda slow  Me and E takin to the head a cold 4-0  I was buzzin and clownin a skee' that was short  Right then Eiht passed me the smoke  Chillin much hard, and the phone start ringin  I was buzzin and it looked like the house was swingin  I couldn't fake it, barely made it to the door  I hit a corner, claimed my spot on the floor  Suddenly I smelled perfume that was lit  Opened my eyes, and I had to take a hit  Knock-knock-knock on the door, somebody's trippin  It was my girl, E said (Hit the bud' and stop sippin)  She kept riffin, I said, "Shut the trap  You're pissin me off, you keep it up, and I slap"  She said, "No", I said, "Geah, fool, take a hike  I got no time for your late night hype"    Hey man  Check this out  It's like these girls, man  They just comin to the house like 3 o'clock in the mornin, man  I can't even deal  Man, that ain't nothin  I had this girl last night over my house trippin  Bangin on my door all night  Moms was goin off  Youknowmsayin?  Hey man, I be trippin off these girls I hear  Tryin to say they down with the E, knowmsayin?  But they can like save the drama for they mama  Hey, they keep trippin with me, I'ma have to whip  You know me  Put the whip down on em suckers, huh?