Lyrics:

The song samples Anita Baker’s Will You Be Mine and Rick James' Mary Jane.
Featured in the GTA V soundtrack, played by in-game radio station West Coast Classics.
Word
Bet
This beat is like funky, you know what I'm sayin'
Who put this beat together, man?
Yo, that's the DJ Unknown
What, Unknown?
Niggas didn't think he was capable or somethin'
Ayy, don't we got somethin' for it?
Yeah, man, I'll run some funky lyrics to this
Alright, let's get busy

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 where to go, 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 store 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 head 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
Ayy man, I don't know what's up with this thang, man
This broad is like real trippin'
Ayo, want me to run somethin', homeboy?
Man, I guess, man
Baby thinkin' she gon' gank, ain't no sleepin'
Run it then

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
Ten-three-O 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, it's kinda late, what's the plan for the evening?
(Let's roll 'til 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
Ayy, I got a hundred to spend
What's up on some Henn?
Yo, man, I'm with that
Let's roll down Compton Boulevard
I know there's stores stay open, like, late night
Well, let's step

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
Four 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 *gunshots*
(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 the tip
Man, homeboy just didn't know so he got peeled
You know what I'm sayin', 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, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hey man, let's kick it
I'm with it

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 the fume 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'

Ayy man, check this out
It's like these girls, man
They was 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 come over my house trippin'
Bangin' on my door all night
Moms was goin' off, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy man, I be trippin' off these girls out here
Tryna say they down with the E, you know what I'm sayin'?
But they can like save the drama for they mama
Hey, they keep trippin' with me, I'ma have to whoop
You know me
Put the whoop down on 'em suckers, huh