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