Ain't Nuthin' To It

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)
 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
 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
 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