Intro: MC Eiht
  
  Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin house
  Eiht Hype in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
  1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house
  My Niggaz on the Run in the motherfuckin house
  Lil Hawk and Burn in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
  And ain't no love in the nine-fo' hoe
  
  Verse One: MC Eiht
  
  It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog
  Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog
  Makes me want to be a nigga, for hire
  Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin, fi-yah
  Hold my nuts and make my cash
  Break this ten and a half off in your ass, uhh
  Walkin with a strap and a bad ass rap
  You get off first, before your enemy tries to peel your cap, uh-huh
  And bitches can't hang with the pack
  Fools talkin smack, it makes me smack you right back
  Niggaz got beef cuz Eiht Hype's a mack
  And since the age of thirteen, I've been packin
  Fool I slang a gang of twenty bags
  Thick stuff in my pocket makes my khakis sag
  Always on the lookout for the, helicopter
  Blast from the AK fill the fuckin copper
  It's do or die, motherfuckers die
  Niggaz from the Compton streets so don't even try, nigga
  You get slugs from the stub for offendin me
  Nuthin but the gangsta in me
  
  Chorus:
  
  Nuthin but the gangsta, geyeah (3X)
  Spice 1 come down
  
  Verse Two: Spice 1
  
  I am a G, yes I'm only a G
  Walks like a G, talks like a G
  So A to the motherfuckin K
  It's your one-eight-seven crew ass nigga from the Bay
  Murder-be-pullin-my-gat-quick, to slap shit, pistol-whip they ass
  I'ma do the blast, then Eiht you get cash in
  Dash, the fuck out the cut
  Fifty bullets up in the nuts, nigga that's how we runnin up
  I-pulls-my-hat-to-the-back-when-I-smile-but-a-motherfucker-peelin-his-cap
  Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, handle plastic
  Say killamatic,killamatic,killamatic,killaman with me glock
  Piggedy pop motherfucker, watch em drop, motherfucker
  Just a G, comin up out the Bay with a AK
  Put it in your face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig nigga
  Disrespect me I'ma bank ya
  Cuz I'm nuthin but a motherfuckin East Bay Gangsta
  
  Chorus:
  
  Nuthin but the gangsta (3x)
  Ha ha, come on nigga
  
  Verse Three: Redman
  
  Check it out
  Oh my God! I destroy cities like the Blob
  Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from here to Cape Cod
  Fuck a job, my organization runs like the mob
  The original Joe Pex Flex, Redman bitch you better ask somebod
  Prepare to slam from here to Japan with jams
  I'm from the Jersey section and I keep it real for ninety-four and
  I can't march on swap meets, y'all duck sects I dissects
  But I pack a nine gat and the cops, still don't know where mines at
  black, huh!! I snatch the Beauty from the Beast
  It's that funk deceased nigga comin thru bitch so grab your hairpeace
  I got the gangsta in me plus I'm not friendly
  to a bitch-ass whose mouth runs more laps than the Indy
  Now let me spice the track up, MC Eiht pass the bone so I can get lifted
  And a head can get blown when Bronx pass the biscuit
  I drop the funk and drop a body to show I'm serious
  The gangsta means I'm live, rappin from New Jersey, period!!
  
  Chorus:
  
  Nuthin but the gangsta (8X)
  
  Verse Four: MC Eiht
  
  Hit the weights everyday like Popeye the sailor
  Bailin with my squashed up khakis and Chuck Taylors
  Just touched down from San Quentin
  Hand me that fresh ass Pendleton, uhh!
  It's nuthin but the gang, thing
  Makes me hit the corner and slang
  Board and quarter about a hundred times
  Don't be servin no dubs and dimes
  But I do it, no hesitation
  Fuck it, I'ma violate probation
  No one gave a mad fuck about me
  Since the age of eight I roamed the halls of LB
  Pops thrown out never had a big brother
  Put on the set when I could pick the right color
  The homey put me down on a half a bird
  Turned it into key now they bomb for me
  Rollin in the Trey on fuckin gold d's
  Nuthin but the motherfuckin gangsta in me, geyeah
  
  Outro:
  
  Nuthin but the gangsta- geyeah
  Nuthin but the gangsta- come down
  And that's how it's going down
  That's how it's going down, uhh
  1/2 Oz in the motherfuckin house
  Niggaz on the Run, Lil Hawk and Burn
  Nuthin but the gangsta (4x)
  Geyeah